Rosaline Honeycock

Virgo (22 August – 22 September)

Sat, 26 May 2012 16:30:11 +1000

You’re an impressionable slut and you’re too dense to do anything about it.

mahoshonen: “Please do not enter the garden area.”

Sat, 26 May 2012 13:00:00 +1000

mahoshonen:

“Please do not enter the garden area.”

"Sometimes the poem has more friends than the poet."

Fri, 25 May 2012 13:43:02 +1000

“Sometimes the poem has more friends than the poet.”

- Jennifer Moxley, from “Fragments of a Broken Poetics”

So this happened tonight. Let’s just say I’m glad I...

Fri, 25 May 2012 00:58:00 +1000

So this happened tonight. Let’s just say I’m glad I got the chance to see her live at least once in my lifetime. It’s unreal how deft and exquisite her voice is, and she’s so stunning in person. She really took my breath away.

when I die

Thu, 24 May 2012 11:17:12 +1000

crankyskirt:

zorascreation:

femmesandfamily:

I want everyone in fake eyelashes at my funeral.

I want my loved ones to clean out Sephora and wear every color on their faces.

I want giant ballgowns.

I want glitter all over my headstone and my family.

I want my grave to be pink plastic with rose and unicorn felt cut outs.

I want someone far away to see my funeral and think; A queen must be throwing a party.

I’m putting some of this shit in my will so those who survive me don’t fuck it up. #therewillbesequins

Things got heated on the train today

Thu, 24 May 2012 02:14:00 +1000

like the leather seating and steel poles
that were exposed to sunlight
for long periods of time

Also, Bob didn’t give a fuck:

“You look like an idiot, Bob.

I don’t give a fuck, Sally.”

I now have a strange affection for people named Sally.

Don DeLillo, White Noise

Sun, 20 May 2012 21:10:14 +1000

Don DeLillo, White Noise

Laurence Anyways is an upcoming Canadian drama film directed by...

Fri, 18 May 2012 20:52:00 +1000

Laurence Anyways is an upcoming Canadian drama film directed by Xavier Dolan. Set in 1989, it centers on Laurence, a middle-aged professor, who reveals on his 30th birthday his secret desire of becoming a woman. His girlfriend is shocked, but agrees to stay by his side, and the next year Laurence goes back to working as a professor where he teaches literature — only this time as a woman. As his new life begins, Laurence faces the challenges of the social stigma, family rejection and the strain on his relationship that his transformation brings.

ruineshumaines: ‘What came first?’ - chicken made from...

Wed, 16 May 2012 11:07:00 +1000

ruineshumaines:

‘What came first?’ - chicken made from eggshells by Kyle Bean.

I felt really good about making dinner with my mom today. I was more content with just being in her...

Sun, 13 May 2012 12:03:00 +1000

I felt really good about making dinner with my mom today. I was more content with just being in her presence, chopping things up and pushing things in a frying pan then actually eating the food we made. Having burnt two meals in a row the past couple of days, it was a welcome relief to stand aside and let a veteran cook take lead.

As I was stirring diced onions in a frying pan, it suddenly dawned on me how transient and precious the moment really was, so I put down the spatula I was using and told her I was already lamenting the day she’d die, and I’d have no one but Google to answer the thousands of questions I’d have when I finally moved out and started living on my own. Who would be there to tell me how much water I needed to add per cup of rice, or where I could buy quality fresh fruit and vegetables? In all those instances, I’d think to call her, then stop myself. There’d be no one on the other end of the line. No one to potentially neglect and visit only on the holidays out of guilt; no one to confirm my suspicion that the meat was done, or tell me If I had actually whisked all the lumps out of the mashed potatoes or that the salad could use more salt. I’d have no one to reprimand me for trying a recipe out of a magazine and messing up the kitchen late at night (and cleaning it afterwards, but she has a thing about other people using “her” kitchen).

She met my eyes with a look of incredulity after I had finished speaking, and said I was an idiot, then continued rolling out the dough she was working on. I returned to the frying pan with a knowing smile. The onions were done.

robertlarson: Oh My Love - Riz Ortolani (feat. Katyna...

Sat, 12 May 2012 21:25:00 +1000

robertlarson:

Oh My Love - Riz Ortolani (feat. Katyna Ranieri)

Months after watching the film Drive, I chanced on the film’s soundtrack while browsing the iTunes store and became reacquainted with this song. It’s so romantic and well-paced and I love it so much? It complements the savage brutality of a mob film like Drive beautifully.

Some of the most chilling parts of the book are the descriptions...

Sat, 12 May 2012 00:37:00 +1000

Some of the most chilling parts of the book are the descriptions of a clinic in the Soviet Union where victims of living downwind from the blasts are treated. This is in sharp contrast to the description of the blandness of American life. I almost laughed out loud at the chapter about a housewife in America determined to get her jello parfaits just right, tilting the glasses in the refrigerator to layer the jello.

"Why do people have to be this lonely? What’s the point of it all? Millions of people in this world,..."

Thu, 10 May 2012 10:52:57 +1000

““Why do people have to be this lonely? What’s the point of it all? Millions of people in this world, all of them yearning, looking to others to satisfy them, yet isolating themselves. Why? Was the earth put here just to nourish human loneliness?””

- Haruki Murakami, Sputnik Sweetheart

exam day

Thu, 10 May 2012 10:42:00 +1000

exam day

vocal riffs

Wed, 09 May 2012 22:30:26 +1000

If I could paint joy,
touch laughter,
and dance with summer love,
it’d be white,
transparent.
an ineffable lightness.
pure. like lemon and lime sorbet.

itsjustsex: Funny or Die does it again! I love their political...

Wed, 09 May 2012 10:23:12 +1000

itsjustsex:

Funny or Die does it again! I love their political humor.

leontinegreenberg: He saw it, he loved it, he ate it.

Wed, 09 May 2012 10:16:40 +1000

leontinegreenberg:

He saw it, he loved it, he ate it.

Photo

Tue, 08 May 2012 17:58:00 +1000

I shut my eyes and all the world drops dread

Tue, 08 May 2012 03:35:00 +1000

When done well, villanelles can be rather captivating
because they make use of the refrain
in a lilting, incantatory way
that
propels the poem forward
through rhythm??
Sylvia Plath’s ‘Mad Girl’s Love Song’, for example,
deftly
illustrates the literary
heights of this great poetic form
and,
unfortunately, is
t
h
e
only villan
elle
that I
actually

Still dressed in a suit, he sat by the foot of the bed, unfastening his tie. ‘Strip’ he...

Mon, 07 May 2012 11:25:00 +1000

Still dressed in a suit, he sat by the foot of the bed, unfastening his tie. ‘Strip’ he said. I stripped. Parting his legs a little wider, he beckoned me forward. I got on my knees and crawled to him, dragging my heels across the floor. ’Stand’ he said, so I got up and stood, his knees on either side of me. My breasts now level with his face, he rest his against my chest and slowly began to caress my leafy greens with his wandering salad fingers. ‘Stay still’ he said, so still I stood, silently moaning, swaying at his touch. Seconds stretched into minutes. He put his mouth on me, and let out a deep, satisfied groan. ‘Put some sugar in my bowl, Concon’ I begged him, ‘Please, won’t you put some sugar in my bowl?’. He put his arms around me and whisked me off my feet. He bed me right then and there. We tumbled about like mixed leaves in a bag of salad. He showed me no mercy. When we were done, he spread my legs wide as they could go and ran his tongue along my inner thighs, down to my bushy sex, licking my ranch dressing right up.