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    A cruel and elaborate hoax

     
     
    I hope the world's exposed
    Explode and then are scattered by the breeze
     
    You hear my stairs creak
     
    Its not lazy, its a tired of every minutes thing..
     
    "HOW TO FIGHT WITH  IT...
     
    Laugh at every jokes, fill your heart with smoke"
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
    Hello hi
     
    Come around, Dont make us cry
     
    wear my black eye,
     
    and I will make you apple pie

    We all perform

     
    " Its what we do for each other all the time, 
     
    Deliberately or unintentionally,
     
    Its a way of telling about ourselves , in the hope of being recognized,
     
    as what we'd like to be "
         -- --Richard Avedon, 1974
     
     
    早上在去上班的地铁里 看到一只好看的手
     
    不记得他的脸了 无名指上的痣太美了
     
     
     
     
     
    昨天的KINGS CROSS STATION  和 礼拜六下午3点的 DENMARK STREET
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
    我圈养了一只动物
     
    之前那只死了 有一天我在看日记 我又看到它了 它让我哭的很伤心
     
    现在这只是个恶劣的伙伴 只能喂它特别的食物 它时常会很暴躁 我要牺牲很多东西满足供给   大部分时间里它折磨我  当然间歇性的让我觉得快乐 很快乐的那种快乐
     
    今天我洗澡的时候 听见它隔着门对我发出“嘟 嘟 ”打招呼的声音 然后还有明确走路的声音 我不是很确定 所以把龙头关了 听了一会 还打开门看了一眼 什么都没有 
     
    然后我继续洗澡 幻想它在房间里面等我 结果它也不在那里 然后我听到楼下橱柜有响声  于是我下楼泡咖啡  结果它也不在那里
     
     
    我想也许是我最近睡的太多了
     
    所以不太能醒过来
     
     
     
     

    The air is delicious

     
     
     
     
    HEY ALEX
    Thanx for sharing the beautiful sunset
    thanx
    I v never seen the beauty of Wuhan in this way
    Its like  a quiet, pale pink lake
     
     
     
     
     
    A bunch of sweet girls i met,
     
    a sleep

    Full of sweet dreams, and health, and quiet breathing
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
    You open your mouth,
    you cant make any bloody sound
     
     

    Busy solitude

     
     
    All the beautiful moment,
    u wear a smile,
    u just doubt it could fade.
    It could fade anyway
     
    YooxEmily@Piccadilly Circus as u can see
     
     
    公司外面是EUSTON繁华后荒凉得背街
    到处都是破烂废弃得楼
    不是湿漉漉得天气时 有的却也会以怪异得姿态独自美好
     
     
     

    Summer Time

     
    夏天过后就没有再联系的朋友发来了夏初时的我
     
    原来还有这样的时刻
     
    听说最终没有去到的那里刚下了两场雪
     
    只是回忆走的比时间快
     
    记不得什么了
     
     
     
     
     

    Allowed me

     
     
     
    Chop my hands
    Being blind
     
    Firework r screaming night by night
     
    get back the peaceful deep in mind
     
     
    This world is a noisy bitch
     
    Hey
    noisy bitch
    U make me aching
    Shall we say goodnight
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     

    蒋大人

     
    3月 我坐在维也纳机场得白冷白冷得不锈钢椅子上等转机 大厅空荡荡得只有我一个人 我看着丑陋粗糙的“维也纳欢迎你”地毯 还有墙边上一点也不热的暖气片
     
    心里和你想得一模一样 日记本上都是重重的疑问
     
    不过肯定是会好起来得
     
    一个人不是也很好么 宽大得自由本身就是一种劝诱
     
    所以我一点也不担心你 因为你就是可以马上好起来的那种妖怪
     
    .and ..welcome back babe
     
     
    (好吧。你是不是又会找不到焦对到了哪里……开的多点……也许在袖子上)
     
     
     
     
     

    No matter what u think i m. thats what i m not

    "For me sadness means

    Hardly knowing myself...



    But that's what happiness is..."

    20 August 1930, Fernando Pessoa
     
     
     Photo by Ryan
     Located in Emily's