Linnaea borealis

(500) days of summer

2009-03-06T14:30:00.004+01:00

ne vorrei 1000
i love the smiths too

Рабочий и колхозница

2009-03-03T16:21:00.002+01:00

i miss laika so much

2. boulangeries where buying a "baguette" doesn't sound pretentious

2009-01-29T11:10:00.002+01:00

thomas
michael
6 things do you miss about paris?

the heart is a lonely hunter

2008-11-27T13:57:00.001+01:00

There was one special fellow's music that made her heart shrink up every time she heard it. Sometimes this fellow's music was like little colored pieces of crystal candy, and other times it was the softest, saddest thig she had ever imagined about.
carson

6 agosto 1995

2008-07-31T14:19:00.000+02:00

1434.19 km
near wild heaven.
not near enough

le all star bianche coi buchi
la maglietta con le macchie
le montagne fuori dalla porta
e le hole in tv

agosto
e il 1994 già così lontano
mi ricordo ogni istante
l'album per river

questa estate sto mettendo tutto a posto
ma pensare a quel giorno fa ancora un po' male
per questo ti dico ora

(Marie's the name)

2008-06-27T12:36:00.003+02:00

of his latest flame

Recorded in Nashville
26 june 1961

la canzone dell'estate

i think

2008-04-30T12:56:00.001+02:00

it's really high time we went away

8 Rue Dupuytren, Paris

2008-02-08T13:58:00.000+01:00

when Ms Beach met the dubliner

altri fiori, altre domande

2008-01-30T13:55:00.000+01:00

162. will happiness find me?

Fragen und Blumen

"Drive on", she says

2007-12-12T13:22:00.000+01:00

I'm driving
Your girlfriend home
And she's laughing
To stop herself crying

1972, you know

2007-11-15T15:41:00.001+01:00

I could list the detail
Of everything you ever wore or said
Or how you stood the day
As we spent the last night
On Maudlin Street

picture by Babystacks!

sciacquo, sciacquo, sciacquo..

2007-10-31T12:13:00.000+01:00

Schiuma, soffice, morbida, bianca, lieve, lieve,
sembra panna, sembra neve...
La schiuma è una cosa buona, come la mamma,
che ti accarezza la testa quando sei triste e stanco,
una mamma enorme, una mamma in bianco!

L'être ou le néant, voilà le problème

2007-09-26T14:34:00.000+02:00

Merde, c'est d'un compliqué

la mia Salinas

2007-09-21T15:29:00.000+02:00

The Salinas Valley is in Northern California. It is a long narrow swale between two ranges of mountains, and the Salinas River winds and twists up the center until it falls at last into Monterey Bay.

I remember my childhood names for grasses and secret flowers. I remember where a toad may live and what time the birds awaken in the summer—and what trees and seasons smelled like—how people looked and walked and smelled even. The memory of odors is very rich.

Sì, ho voluto tanto bene ai campi di lattuga.

the world won't listen

2007-08-13T16:54:00.000+02:00

phil collins
dünya dinlemîyor, 2005,
part two of the world won’t listen, The Smiths karaoke trilogy

Зеркало

2007-07-31T15:22:00.000+02:00

don't be so surprised.
i love you.

a design for life

2007-07-17T19:18:00.000+02:00

What I'm trying to describe is that it's impossible to get out of your skin into somebody else's.... That somebody else's tragedy is not the same as your own

diane with little doon

on 26 th of july 1971, diane ingested a large quantity of barbiturates and then cut open her wrists.

for amy, look here

la bella estate

2007-07-05T15:53:00.000+02:00

A quei tempi era sempre festa. Bastava uscire di casa e traversare la strada, per diventare come matte, e tutto era cosí bello, specialmente di notte, che tornando stanche morte speravano ancora che qualcosa succedesse, che scoppiasse un incendio, che in casa nascesse un bambino, e magari venisse giorno all'improvviso e tutta la gente uscisse in strada e si potesse continuare a camminare camminare fino ai prati e fin dietro le colline. – Siete sane, siete giovani, – dicevano, – siete ragazze, non avete pensieri, si capisce. Eppure una di loro, quella Tina che era uscita zoppa dall'ospedale e in casa non aveva da mangiare, anche lei rideva per niente, e una sera, trottando dietro gli altri, si era fermata e si era messa a piangere perché dormire era una stupidaggine e rubava tempo all'allegria.

dime 'l vèro

2007-06-26T15:55:00.000+02:00

Pómo pèro
dime 'l vèro
dime la santa verità
Quala zéla ?
Quésta qua

Caduta e scoppio del cuoricino
ne vanno soggetti i bambini dell'asilo e sono disturbi mortali e possono venir causati dal desiderio sregolato di un giocattolo, di mentine o da un dispiacere.

ciaociao luigi
stasera cerco il libro da un'estate di anni fa
un giorno portami a Malo

womanhouse

2007-06-19T18:23:00.000+02:00

Sandra Ogel in "Ironing"

Shoe Closet, Lingerie Pillows, Womb Room, Bridal Staircase, Lipstick Bathroom, Nurturant Kitchen, Doll’s House, Menstruation Bathroom

a house that was Womanhouse

here for more feminist art

39+999 extra-ordinary womyn at the Dinner Party are coming soon!

que viva Frida!

2007-06-15T14:01:00.000+02:00

Me in the middle of this house, when I was about two years old. The whole house is in perspective as I remember it. On top of the house in the clouds are my father and mother when they were married (portraits taken from photographs). The ribbon about me and my mother's waist becomes an umbilical cord and I become a fetus. On the right, the paternal grandparents, on the left the maternal grandparents. A ribbon circles all the group — symbolic of the family relation. The German grandparents are symbolized by the sea, the Mexican by the earth.

Frida Kahlo - La Casa Azul, Coyoacán, May 27, 1939

alle donne che sognano la casa blu, le bouganville tra i capelli e i misteri della vita intrauterina

william, it was really nothing

2007-06-04T18:16:00.000+02:00

si capiscono un sacco di cose quando ti trovi nelle orecchie gli smiths al barrio de las maravillas
o quando vedi lumaca, donna, fiore, stella
chissà che cosa stanno sognando ora i fiori che profumano di focaccia alla cipolla

we two are one
come una foto che sembra virata in verde

so close to my own private idaho

2007-05-30T13:29:00.000+02:00

I'll take a picture of you
To remember how good you looked
Like memory it has disappeared
Naked and lonely with my fears

enola

O|MO|FO|BIA

2007-05-17T13:48:00.000+02:00

s.f. (o-mo-fo-bia).
Avversione ossessiva per gli omosessuali e l'omosessualità.

"l'omofobia può essere definita come una paura e un'avversione irrazionale nei confronti dell'omosessualità e di gay, lesbiche, bisessuali e transessuali (GLBT), basata sul pregiudizio e analoga al razzismo, alla xenofobia, all'antisemitismo e al sessismo".

this one's for the freaks

2007-05-11T13:20:00.000+02:00

punkrockers in little five points, GA
photo by satonya

This one’s for the freaks
You’re so beautiful
For all the devotion
Written in your soul

This one’s for the freaks
For the lost and weak
For the butterflies and devotees
For the disciples of our destiny

And like the underdogs we are
Shining bright but now disappeared
And like the underdogs we are
Passing like some fading stars
Like some fading stars

This one’s for the freaks
Beaten down and lost
The shy and withdrawn
Or just out of touch

May you stay like freaks
May you make mistakes
May yr will never break
For underdogs revenge is sweet, revenge is sweet

And like the underdogs we are
Shining bright but now disappeared
Like the underdogs we are
Passing like some fading stars
Like some fading stars

This one’s for the freaks
People like you, need to fuck
To fuck People like me
People like you, need to fuck
To fuck People like me
This one’s for the freaks for the lost and weak
This one’s for the freaks