Tuesday, May 31, 2011

Awful habit of making everything sound like it didn't mean anything to me when it did.
Then later it comes back to hit me in the face. Hard.

I'm not okay.

Friday, May 27, 2011

I HAVE NO TIME.
for useless people.
People, that just bring me down with them.

I mean it now when I say bye for the last time. Don't try talking to me if and when you see me.



OH AND, YOUR TEXTBOOK IS DUE IN 6 DAYS, PLEASE RETURN IT.

LUCKY

to have you.

I've been acting really loopy and swoony.
I think it's probably because I'm not used to this kind of treatment.
My expectations of the opposite sex have dropped so low over the past years,
until you.
Then you came along and blew my mind away.

I'm sorry for what I put you through.
I'll never leave again.

p.s.
I completely melt into a complete mess when I see you smile.

Thursday, May 26, 2011

And I remember how you told me all you wanted to do.
That dream of Paris in the morning or a New York window view.
I can see it now you're married and your wife is with a child.
And you're all laughing in the garden and I'm lost somewhere in your mind.

Monday, May 23, 2011

thinking about

another piece done on my thigh.








The Bodhi Tree. The tree of life.


A sacred fig tree, under which Siddhartha reached enlightenment. For these babies to become full grown takes 100 years +


Notible characteristic: heart shaped leaves.


One day I would love to live the rest of my old life out on a monastery, ditch my husband

& follow gamma's footsteps. In the way of the Buddha.

Ike will be painting sketches on my body sometime this week.







Sunday, May 22, 2011