Tuesday, August 5, 2014

Tuesday, December 25, 2012

When Passion Fades

It's a little soon, don't you think?

Sunday, December 16, 2012

Beautiful


After a while – Veronica A. Shoffstall

After a while you learn
the subtle difference between
holding a hand and chaining a soul
and you learn
that love doesn’t mean leaning
and company doesn’t always mean security.
And you begin to learn
that kisses aren’t contracts
and presents aren’t promises
and you begin to accept your defeats
with your head up and your eyes ahead
with the grace of woman, not the grief of a child
and you learn
to build all your roads on today
because tomorrow’s ground is
too uncertain for plans
and futures have a way of falling down
in mid-flight.
After a while you learn that even sunshine burns if you get too much so you plant your own garden and decorate your own soul instead of waiting for someone
to bring you flowers.And you learn that you really can endure
you really are strong, you really do have worth and you learn and you learn, with every goodbye, you learn…

Friday, December 14, 2012



She lacks the 

indefinable charm 

of weakness.

     -- Oscar Wilde

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Sympathy for us 

all the Devil

Let it Bleed


Wednesday, June 1, 2011

Art is the best way to say fuck you to reality. 

Monday, May 30, 2011


Insanity seeping through my pores
Burns of emotional blankness
Of having no answers and needing some
Of sore calves and my ears shut
Of setting myself up for something maybe?
Because sometimes I just want to crash the plane and crash
I need high ceilings but they might not ever be high enough
Come down to the sign with me baby come on down to Hollywood
Dance in the rain under the hood of my car
You think your so funny don’t you
What’s your dream? Be fancy and explain 

Tuesday, May 10, 2011


“He breathed out the bitter air that makes women doubt everything, and I breathed it in, as I had always done. I expelled my dust, the powder of everything I had destroyed with doubt, and he pulled it into his lungs.”

Sunday, May 1, 2011

I'm not telling you it's going to be easy.



I'm telling you it's going to be worth it.

Sunday, March 27, 2011

destruction, destructive. hopeless and romantic, hopeless romantic. but then he looks me in the eye. and all i see is your smile and all i fantasize about is you. and all i want is your everything.

Sunday, March 20, 2011

The Only Way Home, Is Through You

Sunday, February 6, 2011

It's amazing how the second you let go of something so unhealthy, so many amazing things just come into your life.
Only when you let go do you have room for new things to come.

Tuesday, January 4, 2011

“I’ve been reckless, but that doesn’t mean I’m a rebel without a cause.”

Sunday, December 12, 2010

Tuesday, November 30, 2010

--> FEMME FATALE <--

Sunday, November 21, 2010

Thursday, November 11, 2010

There is only one difference between a madman and me. The madman thinks he is sane. I know I am mad. Salvador Dali 

Monday, November 8, 2010


“So come with me, where dreams are born, and time is never planned. Just think of happy things, and your heart will fly on wings, forever.”

Monday, October 25, 2010

You've never seen a fire like the one I can cause.

I CAN’T STOP THINKING ABOUT WHAT WOULD HAVE HAPPENED IF WE HADN’T GIVEN UP ON EACH OTHER.

Sunday, October 17, 2010

"According to Greek mythology, humans were originally created with 4 arms, 4 legs a head and 2 faces. Fearing their power, Zeus split them into two separate parts, condemning them to spend their lives in search of their other halves."

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Sunday, October 10, 2010

"Man is least himself when he talks in his own person. Give him a mask, and he will tell you the truth."

Saturday, October 9, 2010


IT’S THERE. I KNOW IT IS. BECAUSE WHEN I LOOK AT YOU, I CAN FEEL IT.

(this hurts because it applies, and i know you know it too. it's there because it's been there for 6 years and may never go away)

It’s always been you. Just stay for me.

Friday, October 8, 2010

Must Read

Re- reading one of my favorite books of all time, if not my favorite. Suicide Casanova by Arthur Nersesian.

"A psychosexual thriller, a dramatic departure from his youthful black comedies: Humbert Humbert without the pedophile penchant, Hannibal Lechter without the appetite."

Rated NC-17
Am I in your heart, head or soul?  Please say all three.

Tuesday, October 5, 2010

                                   “While doing this I look up, and there you are. From the pink marble of the ancient Greeks, through the Renaissance oil paints, to the Hollywood celluloid of today, I’ve tracked your beauty now pressed in living flesh. Between my restraining tension and your compelling splendor, I would gladly be vanquished….you must have recently shed your skin; you moist, glistening Czarina.” 

Monday, October 4, 2010


Every saint has a past and every sinner has a future.


"I’m not telling you it’s going to 


be easy, I’m telling you it’s 


going 

to be worth it."
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Sunday, October 3, 2010

New Movie

Everyone!
I'm gonna start writing on here sometimes, so you guys can comment, I miss your comments! :)

Just wanted to share my excitement about my new movie that I just filmed. It's called Escapee and it's a psychological thriller.

I worked with an amazing cast, although it was a brutal shoot -- working only nights, and the last night I worked was from 2pm - 630 am. My biological clock is SO off now.

MISSING MY BLOGSPOT! :(

Wednesday, September 8, 2010

ALWAYSALWAYSALWAYSALWAYS

Monday, September 6, 2010

WE ARE YOUNG, WE ARE FREE


"I'm looking for love... Real love. Ridiculous, inconvenient, consuming, can't-live-without-eachother love."

Tuesday, August 31, 2010

I have time. Please, devour me. Deform me to the point of ugliness. Why not you? I beg you.

I meet you. I remember you. Who are you? You’re destroying me. You’re good for me….How could I know you fit my body like a glove? I like you. How unlikely. I like you. How slow all of a sudden. How sweet. You cannot know. You’re destroying me. You’re good for me.

Hiroshima Mon Amour

I meet you. I remember you. This city was tailor-made for love. You fit my body like a glove. Who are you? You’re destroying me. I was hungry. Hungry for infidelity, for adultery, for lies, and for death. I always have been. I had no doubt you’d cross my path one day. I waited for you calmly, with boundless impatience. Devour me. Deform me to your likeness, so that no one after you will ever again understand the reason for so much desire. 

Sunday, August 29, 2010

Transatlanticism

....To walk up to you and let you see me, a distant and terrifying mirror, and watch you watch me panic.

And there he was - the Alpha and Omega, the embodiment of all solutions, the riddle to all problems - striding casually before me