this morning it was actually proved to me that my boobs are in fact bigger than my bum
this might be why i fall over a lot
lady of the house of love
Sunday, 28 February 2010
And You See Me Stepping Out In The Morning Looking Nice, With A Ribbon In My Hair.
I've always said I feel a bit left out not having been brought up with a strong sense of culture and tradition.
But I've come to realise I've found my own culture to belong to. Everytime I shave my head, every time I lace up my DMs, every coloured needle I've had peirce my skin, every piece of metal through my flesh is part of a tradition seeped in history. I am very proud of who I am, and I am very proud of the people who came before me.
-Dagger.
Saturday, 27 February 2010
Thursday, 25 February 2010
I Know What I've Seen
so today is my birthday-i have been alive for exactly two decades
now i am off to tweeze my eyebrows and colour my hair
i quite possibly received the best birthday card ever... it contained a mixture of things but this is how it began:
"if you feel convinced by what you have read (no!) and want to become a follower of Jesus why not speak to god now? you could say:
lord god, i've been living my life without you.
thank you for sending vodka, i am still alive today. please give me more spirits to help me live for longer and get served many pints
amen"
it ended with:
"i know its your birthday but i still haven't forgotten about my pony"
i have a weekend of extreme drunkenness planned starting tonight... i'm excited but a little scared of becoming a fully functioning member of society
but at least we are official official
now i am off to tweeze my eyebrows and colour my hair
lady of the house of love
Labels:
birthdays,
drunken behaviour,
friends,
jesus
Wednesday, 24 February 2010
You Don't Need Disease
today i discovered the CRAZIEST corridors in my ENTIRE uni
apparently in our 'health and life science' building they have to colour code the floors so as not to confuse the science geeks
here is a nice red floor... i felt at home here
and directly above it a green floor... nice and christmasy
apparently in our 'health and life science' building they have to colour code the floors so as not to confuse the science geeks
here is a nice red floor... i felt at home here
fucked with my head a little i can tell you my dears.
tomorrow is my birthday and Decanter is making me breakfast... it shall be wonderful
lady of the house of love
Tuesday, 23 February 2010
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Oscar Wilde himself once said “biography lends to death a new terror”, so I’ll try and keep this as brief and entertaining as possible. Talking of Mr. Wilde, I saw ‘The Importance of Being Earnest’ when I was about eight at my local theatre, I found the whole situation terribly amusing and immediately wanted to change my name to Bunbury. I was a slightly odd child.
My first ever memory is of racing my sister towards an oak tree, falling and crying, I was clearly destined for a life of failure, emotional pain and a deep seated hatred for any form of running. Despite all this, I had quite a pleasant childhood, there always seemed to be an abundance of picnics, airplanes and ice cream. I didn’t learn to swim until I was eighteen, and I still can’t ride a bike, but I have many happy memories of waddling around a beach in an orange swimsuit eating cocktail sausages.
That’s clearly all very idealised, truthfully I don’t remember much about anything that happened before about five minutes ago. I know I wet myself once in class and I know I was very excited about getting a uniform just like my sister. Apparently I went to America once too, but this I don’t recall in the slightest, and I still haven’t completely discounted the fact that my parents might actually be lying about this just to make my childhood sound vaguely exciting.
- Dagger.
My first ever memory is of racing my sister towards an oak tree, falling and crying, I was clearly destined for a life of failure, emotional pain and a deep seated hatred for any form of running. Despite all this, I had quite a pleasant childhood, there always seemed to be an abundance of picnics, airplanes and ice cream. I didn’t learn to swim until I was eighteen, and I still can’t ride a bike, but I have many happy memories of waddling around a beach in an orange swimsuit eating cocktail sausages.
That’s clearly all very idealised, truthfully I don’t remember much about anything that happened before about five minutes ago. I know I wet myself once in class and I know I was very excited about getting a uniform just like my sister. Apparently I went to America once too, but this I don’t recall in the slightest, and I still haven’t completely discounted the fact that my parents might actually be lying about this just to make my childhood sound vaguely exciting.
- Dagger.
Devil In A Black Dress
tonight i look like a dirty goth
but my god do i feel amazing
lady of the house of love
but my god do i feel amazing
lady of the house of love
Monday, 22 February 2010
I Told You I Loved You Every Time I Fucked You.
Today I Realised:
- My mother is inevitably right about the whole 'shoes vs weather' situation.
- I let on exactly how East London I am when I say the word 'Bagel'.
- Further more, where ever I walk in East London I end up in Brick Lane.
- Trains actually really bore me.
- I enjoy 'Bad Manners' more than is really neccesary.
- I'm actually okay taking about it.
- My fourteen year old self would probably think I'm really cool.
- My mother told me the people who do not accet my sexuality are not worth my time. She is unbelievably right about this.
- I really like sushi.
- You had time to call me when you thought you stood a chance at fucking me.
- I really, really, really want to be your girlfriend.
- Dagger.
You DID Look Like Boy George!
conversation between lady and Dagger:
D-i'm happy!
L-i'm glad you're happy
D-i'm glad you're happy
L-well its about bloody time we were happy
lady of the house of love
D-i'm happy!
L-i'm glad you're happy
D-i'm glad you're happy
L-well its about bloody time we were happy
lady of the house of love
Labels:
conversations,
Dagger,
happiness,
Lady
Sunday, 21 February 2010
It Is That Deep Spiritual Affection That Is As Pure As It Is Perfect.
Saturday, 20 February 2010
Friday, 19 February 2010
Thursday, 18 February 2010
Awake My Soul
...because i am waiting for my girl to return to me
lady of the house of love
lady of the house of love
Labels:
pointless blog posts,
student life,
waiting
Wednesday, 17 February 2010
.
Have some poetry:
Outside the train station, summer, kissing the devine boy.
He had dirty hair, he started pulling my dreadlocks.
I watched him stand on the bridge.
He didn't exactly hate me, but I hated his family.
We chatted about why we fucked off in London, I was getting really cross.
I kept my rings from before I was sick.
- Dagger.
White Blank Page
i have had 4 hours sleep
why oh why must i always leave everything to the last minute?
but i handed in everything on time and i even received a compliment
next 2 weeks = group project
because we were talking about this-
i wish all my silver ware hovered above the floor like this -not that i own silver ware but you get the idea
why oh why must i always leave everything to the last minute?
but i handed in everything on time and i even received a compliment
next 2 weeks = group project
because we were talking about this-
i wish all my silver ware hovered above the floor like this -not that i own silver ware but you get the idea
...and after my hand in i can even spend an evening with Decanter and not make 'twisty noises' about not doing work
lady of the house of love
Labels:
art,
cornelia parker,
student life,
tutors
Monday, 15 February 2010
"If I was gay, there’d be no closet. You’d never see the closet I came out of. Why? I would have burned it for kindling by the time I was twelve! Because I know, with all certainty in my mind, there’s nothing wrong with being gay and you know it! And there’s nothing wrong with being into chicks if you’re a girl. And there’s nothing wrong with being into all of it…. How awesome would it be to be bisexual? To just walk into a room and go ‘MMMM, ALRIGHT!!!!’" -- Henry Rollins
- Dagger.Sunday, 14 February 2010
Friday I'm In Love
happy valentines everyone
lady of the house of love
XxX
lady of the house of love
XxX
Labels:
Equal Love,
love me,
love thyself,
love.,
loves
Saturday, 13 February 2010
Friday, 12 February 2010
So.
Thursday, 11 February 2010
Today Was Awful.
Wednesday, 10 February 2010
Tuesday, 9 February 2010
'The sun was shining-' Tweedledee
Monday, 8 February 2010
The City Called Me So I Came
today in the city i fell in love with every person who gave me the tiniest bit of eye contact
then i walked around the tate britain for 2 and a half hours, dodging a school trip of french teenagers shouting and i contemplated life. i ended up opposite Ophelia again and Chatterton
pre raphaelite art makes me feel calm
and then a banana exploded in my bag
lady of the house of love
then i walked around the tate britain for 2 and a half hours, dodging a school trip of french teenagers shouting and i contemplated life. i ended up opposite Ophelia again and Chatterton
pre raphaelite art makes me feel calm
and then a banana exploded in my bag
lady of the house of love
Today
Today is a day for not wanting to wear clothes.
Today is a day for things being how they used to be.
Today is a day for creativity.
Today is a day for good ideas.
Today is a day for trying to explain what brogues look like.
Today is good.
- Dagger.
Today is a day for things being how they used to be.
Today is a day for creativity.
Today is a day for good ideas.
Today is a day for trying to explain what brogues look like.
Today is good.
- Dagger.
Sunday, 7 February 2010
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Home As A Romanticized Concept
today it took me 5 hours to get home
and then i realised that this town makes me feel claustrophobic
and everything smells like its burning
and with no one home when i turned up i put on the tv and i cried hysterically at greys anatomy
lady of the house of love
and then i realised that this town makes me feel claustrophobic
and everything smells like its burning
and with no one home when i turned up i put on the tv and i cried hysterically at greys anatomy
lady of the house of love
Saturday, 6 February 2010
Hash Sign.
Thursday, 4 February 2010
Wednesday, 3 February 2010
It Makes None...
wednesday evening...
vodka
photocopies
amazingly life changing mash potato
coughing fits
hair cuts
rainy evenings
lost rail cards
curly hair
hearts drawn in red pen
and marks and spencer's grapes
lady, De Canter and Cosmic
vodka
photocopies
amazingly life changing mash potato
coughing fits
hair cuts
rainy evenings
lost rail cards
curly hair
hearts drawn in red pen
and marks and spencer's grapes
lady, De Canter and Cosmic
Monday, 1 February 2010
I Don't Know What It Looks Like
today, as you may have noticed is the first of feb... it is now officially 24 days til my birthday
i spent my entire morning in the hospital with an injured friend...
why do all hospitals look and smell exactly the same?and why are they all so oppressive from the outside?
doesn't seem to be the ideal place to go when you are feeling unwell if you ask me
but then again i normally avoid doctors at all costs.
so i spent another day doing absolutely nothing and i don't even care... and this fact worries me rather alot
but on a brighter note, i found the perfect image for my birthday tattoo
any whom i'm off to make some soup because i'm far to lazy to make anything else
lady of the house of love
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