Friday, May 18, 2007

Brass buttons on your coat hold the cold,
In the shape of a heart that they cut out of stone

And while he wishes he could escape this
But it all seems so contagious
Not to be yourself and faceless
And a song that has no soul



pls bear w bimbo moment





OC creator's up and coming new series - Gossipgirl is kinda exciting.. (scream, dinah, secretly scream) while i can't exactly picture the soundtrack indie or any out-of-bed ruffle-haired Seth Cohens strolling about..

i want this!! from the rope handles to the blue-and-white ensemble to the message it carries screams mineeeee.. notttt.. damn those limited collections :c

random, but i really gotta say katemoss collection (aka duplikates) was disappointing.. all i got was a pair of much-needed flipflops (not from the collection).. so much-needed that i bought them despite being a tad too oversized.. which actually pretty much sums up everything else i buy now that i think of it..

alright bimbo moment over. shall be off for mahjong and losing more money soon. (and pining for that way overdue beginner's luck that never quite hit me)

Oh, I dreamed of losing faith
and what she knows
And some music hits on the foreclose
Thinks of surgery and a new nose
And the galleries of war

And while she wishes she was a dancer
And that shed never heard of cancer
She wishes God would give her some answers
And make her feel beautiful