Sunday, November 12, 2006 | 3:55 PM

moving house tmr!!!!
tonight is the LAST TIME I'M SLEEPING IN MY WONDERFUL BED,
the last time i sit in this chair at this table typing on the com,
the last time of many many things.

i should get back to packing..
all my clothes and accesories are still sitting happily in the shelves,
let's just hope my french nails survive the whole scotch tape ordeal.

goodbye 13 years-

Friday, November 10, 2006 | 4:26 PM

and you, my friend,
must learn to stop -

its only then
you learn to die,
too.


LOVE.

| 4:19 PM

i realise
scarily enough, the devices that help us get attention
make us naked. they don't strip us,
cos we kind of strip ourselves

maybe it is time to close up,
time to wither, to die
and then open up some other time.

this
isn't
poetry, though.

how much can a heart take i don't know
but it already feels like enough.
how do you tell yourself enough?
how does powder
disntegrate.