bigasshair

Thursday

conclusions and stuff

i have come to the conclusion that i just want to be around people that inspire me. inspire me to make things. do things i have always put on hold because .... well, just "because". i want to be around things that inspire me to delve more into the arts, to work better and harder. i want to tap into new parts of my brain that are (obviously) currently reserved for amazing wit and a brilliant/candid/winning personality... *sigh*

As i approach the beginning of the big three oh birthday season... i realize I AM NO WHERE near where i always thought i'd be. first let me start by saying, when i was 18 i swore to the Appalachian Mountains that "i was going to live fast" and "i was not even live to see 30" ... i of course, was an asshole.

when i grew up a few years later, i.e. the law allowed me to get a drink in public, i swore to the high heavens i was "gonna be/do amazing things" "make my mark" and other generic yet totally true in that moment proclamations! i may or may not have just been drunk!

now, in more recent years, i have had my dreams/heart/trust/aspirations taken and spit out/crushed/broken and then handed back to me with no one else but c'est moi to put them back together... there is this acknowledgement that exists among peers in the form of a simple nod of the head, as if to say, "yeah, i know! sucks huh?" and i can't help but be so grateful for having been handed such humbling gifts. i have come to realize what spoiled brats we have all been, where time is the only thing that can allow us to have gratitude for what we really posses. I would still be an asshole had i never been able to fall on my own face and then force myself to build my strength back only to have another go at it. again and again. and cause i missed the pain, again one more time.

now, if i am seem like an asshole at all, i'm not. i am just kind of in a rush and my back hurts...

*these videos are just cool/maybetooseductive/maybetooartsy/but i like em anyways and you can always turn em off.

x's o's

-k

Tuesday

once upon a time

i was sad until i realized

he wasn't.

the end.

reach out and touch me, i'm right here

kate moss

brigitte bardot

chip willis

bo derek

henrick bulow

dita von teese

marissa miller

Monday

evolution

they all sing the same song when they keep playing the same game

I just got out my little red book
The minute that you said goodbye
I thumbed right through my little red book
I wasn't gonna sit and cry
And I went from A to Z
I took out every pretty girl in town
They danced with me and as I held them

All I did was talk about you
Hear your name and I'd start to cry
There's just no getting over you... oh, no...

There ain't no girl in my little red book
Who could ever replace your charms
And each girl in my little red book
Knows you're the one I'm thinkin' of
Oh won't you please come back
Without your precious love I can't go on
Where can love be I need you so much

All I did was talk about you
Hear your name and I'd start to cry
There's just no getting over you... oh, no...

Oh won't you please come back
Without your precious love I can't go on
It's haunting me I need you so much

All I did was talk and talk about you
Hear your name and I'd start to cry
There's just no getting over you
All I did was talk and talk about you
Hear your name and I'd start to cry
There's just no getting over you... oh no
     