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Monday, September 14, 2009
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Friday, May 29, 2009
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Current mood:  excited
Category: Music
Hosted By:SUNSET When:Saturday, June 13, 2009 Where:The Hyde Park Cafe 1806 W. Platt Street Tampa 33606 Description:SNATCH w/ ADULTNAPPER, THREE & UNA SLIM Click Here To View Event
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Thursday, March 19, 2009
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I am an excitable person who only understands life lyrically, musically, in whom feelings are much stronger than reason. I am so thirsty for the marvelous that only the marvelous has power over me. Anything I can not transform into something marvelous, I let go. Reality doesn’t impress me. I only believe in intoxication, in ecstasy, and when ordinary life shackles me, I escape, one way or another. No more walls...
Anaïs Nin
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Sunday, February 22, 2009
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Every night with my star friends we eat caviar and drink champagne sniffing in the v.i.p. area we talk about Frank Sinatra you know Frank Sinatra he's dead... dead ha ha ha
To be famous is so nice suck my dick kiss my ass in limousines we have sex every night with my famous friends
Motherfuckers are so nice suck my dick lick my ass
 | Currently listening: First Album By Miss Kittin & the Hacker Release date: 2004-08-03 |
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Sunday, July 27, 2008
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Current mood:  sad
Category: Romance and Relationships
The serpents frigid skin keeps you warm as the butterflies prepare to molt... his forked tongue glistens amongst the lepidoptera's playful flapping wings... he whispers gently into your ear and insists that he will protect you from the dreaded poison moth... isn't it funny how they consort to mimicry and hide... always trying to mock something they are not the serpent says... you look into his eyes and see nothing but his embrace and the coldest reflection of your innocence and heart broken face... maybe you are the one undergoing the metamorphosis you say to yourself... and the cocoon has been buried deep inside you all along... can you make out the subtle rhythms as they flutter about your mind... the serpent squeezes you a little tighter and your ribs start to grind... flutter flutter flutter... the serpents skin taste like raw larva butter... fly fly fly... the exhausted caterpillar is ready to curl up and die...  Influenced by the amazing art of Camilla D'Errico and the Cocteau Twins track Pur from Four Calendar Cafe
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Sunday, May 18, 2008
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Current mood:  lonely
Have you seen my soul lately...? I know it's lying around here somewhere, the place where everything feels empty inside... Why don't you just kill me and bury me in the sand where all the dead things grow back to life again...? I guess it's because you know I would only grow back as an ugly weed. You'd pull me up from the ground at the root only to throw me over your shoulder, feeling a sense of relief knowing you would never have to see me again. Lying alone in the sun, drying up and fading away...
When are you leaving...?
Have you seen my eyes lately...? I know they don't look quite the same, the window to the truth is where they like to hide. Hide behind those pale blue lies that do nothing but conceal the secrets of our lives. Only there do you twist the knots that blur my vision, you push me into broken shards of glass and I bleed heavily as you look on laughing and crushing me beneath your feet. Lifeless and alone, a bloody mess of bitterness burning in the sun...
When are you leaving...?
When are leaving me to blow away in the wind...?
When are you leaving me to long for the embrace of your skin...?
Just promise to let me know unlike all the others before that never really explained...
Just what did you want from me all those years anyway as I drift about with the dust and the blood and fade away holding your pain...
Sumatra 71
3:30 am
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Wednesday, May 14, 2008
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Current mood:  full
Sam Adams
Pellegrino 500ml
Escargots baked in a creamy herb butter w/prosciutto, roma tomatoes, goat cheese & fresh basil
Smoked Duck Breast w/mandarin orange salsa & sriracha aioli
Caprese Fresh Mozzarella & Tomato Salad w/basil oil & balsamic drizzle parmesan chips
Szechwan Duck Breast w/ginger, cilantro, garlic, red chilis, soy, marinated w/sriracha aioli served with teriyaki rice and wilted spinach
Black Russian
Corona
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Wednesday, May 14, 2008
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Current mood:  morose
Where is your love... where is your hand... where is the life that we had...
would you hold me again... would you find me again...
show me your soul... and don't break your heart... just find something to believe in...
something to make it right... let them know and hold you tight...
Snooze
The Man In The Shadow
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Friday, March 28, 2008
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Current mood:  electric
Paige, Me, & the Sera Lee are headed up to The Castle for disgustingly strong drinks and utterly compelling dance floor debauchery...!!!
be there... bitches
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Wednesday, March 19, 2008
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Current mood:  luminous
Crimewave by Crystal Castles has officially been deemed my favorite song of the week...!!!
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