tuesday.

it's no revolution.. the truth was always there. 

grrr

i'm currently knee deep in mags dated Jan until current looking for the shoes i fell in love w/ and decided not to cut out! lesson learned, if you see something that you want for spring in a mag, rip the page out! Some call it magazine abuse but i don't have the same love for mags as i do for books so i think they can take the pain. One of these mags hold the shoes and i'm determined to find it!

EDIT: Never found the mag, looking for similar shoes now :(

soon this will be mine!

i'll have to explain later.

quote of the week

oh drake

the only man i would ever even think about being with -- hes just speaks to me :)

all i'm losing is me

"lady sing the blues so well

as if she mean it

as if it's hell down here

in the smoke filled world

where the jokes are cold, they don't laugh at jokes

they laugh at tragedies

corner street societies

but they believe her

they never leave her while she sings

she make them feel things

she says "I can sing this song so blue

that you will cry in spite of you

little wet tears on your baby's shoulder

little wet tears on your baby's shoulder

and I have walked these streets so long

there ain't nothin' right, there ain't nothin' wrong

but the little wet tears on my baby's shoulder

little wet tears on my baby's shoulder"

lady lights a cigarette, puffs away, no regrets

takes a look around, no regrets no regrets

stretches out like branches of a poplar tree

says "I am free", sings so soft as if she'll break

says "I can sing this song so blue

that you will cry in spite of you

little wet tears on your baby's shoulder

little wet tears on your baby's shoulder

and I have walked these streets so long

there ain't nothin' right, nothin' wrong

but the little wet tears on my baby's shoulder

little wet tears on my baby's shoulder

but on this stage I've learned to fly

learned to sing and learned to cry

little wet tears on my baby's shoulder

little wet tears on my baby's shoulder

but now it's time to say goodbye

some might laugh, but I will surely cry

little wet tears on my baby's shoulder

little wet tears on my baby's shoulder"

lady lights a cigarette

puffs away

and winter comes

and she

forgets" 

quote of the week