November 2009
8 posts
“«Notre destin, quand nous voulons l’isoler, ressemble à ces plantes qu’il est...”
– [ François Mauriac ] - Extrait de Thérèse Desqueyroux
Don't look now- Damian Rogers
It’s like when you eat sour candy, how the sugar-coated acid twists your tongue into a knot. At the Ambassador Roller Rink no one would slow-skate with me. A boy rolled over to you during the power ballad and I turned into a pillar of salt. No, that’s wrong. I mean, I felt a lot like a sand dune. Or like that baby food jar our family member filled with volcanic ash. I asked the DJ to help me prove...
“fashion is one way in which we hold ourselves together. Just because I’ve...”
– Tom Ford, on deppression
