March 2012
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February 2012
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We are far too young and clever
Art has a way of evoking emotion from people, whether it be a painting, a photograph, a sculpture or anything else. As an artist, this is something I have struggled with; having my art convey emotion. I think this is partially because I tend to stray away from personal meaning in my work. But then I tried something new. It started with a quote, “No not us, we are far too young and...
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been living in the studio more so than ever this week (that’s not true, but it feels longer because i’m starting my days earlier) another 12 hour day, here I come. these are getting way too frequent, but then again I don’t really mind. I gotta post some shit up here. I’ll get to it.
sitting here, poking thousands of holes in a...
I’d much rather be having sex.
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this is my face, these are my new specs.
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I think about fucking you all of the time.
shit.
I was described as ‘insane’ today. Never in my life has something been more accurate. I guess it’s plain to see that I haven’t a clue what I’m doing or where I’m going. I’m constantly planning this escape, and this idea of starting over, but it will never happen. I’m afraid of a lot of things, and I’d rather not admit to it. I wish I could be...
fuckfuckfuckfuckfuckfuckfuck
WHAT AM I DOING?
January 2012
11 posts
I post too much about this, but I don't give a...
I need to have sex, this whole sex every couple months isn’t working out for me. I need penis contact, and I need it now. Too much information? Don’t give a fuck. I’m going fucking nuts over here.
In which I rant about my life.
I hate how I don’t have money, and I hate how expensive photo supplies are I also hate how I never know really what I want, and in turn I hurt other people. I’m also starting to really hate myself, but hey I’m still young. Maybe one day I’ll figure it all out, but for now I’ll just have to pretend. I’m also sorry how non exciting my tumblr has become. whoops.
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my name is kimi and i'm a hot mess.
weeeeee dancing home alone to make me smile. forget forget forget. need a cig & coffee. let’s ignore the problems.
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here's some shit.
Once you taste something so sweet, it’s hard to go back to anything else. Perfection is overrated, although I’m in denial. I guess I’m just lost, but I’ve been that way for years. I will never be enough. I hate how everyone just assumes I’m having the time of my life. I fucking hate you. I think it’s time to make a change.
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I dreamt of you the other night. It was sweet, we were so innocent. Life is funny when you’re me.
Lack of posts due to me being in Dublin.
Lots of things to be said, reblogged, raved when I get back. I’ll be back in a week. x
December 2011
18 posts
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It's an ache I still remember
I could barely make out your face, the room was dark. Your finger’s on my mouth Shhh Your hands gripped tight in the arch of my back, Pulling me in. My face is close to yours now, I can smell the liquor on your breath. This is why we can’t hang out
Funny how things work out. Only yesterday I thought I would never see you again. Now, I can smell you on my skin. I can see the way you look at me, and I, look at you just the same. I find myself wanting something I can’t have.
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Cuckoo
It’s been a long time since I’ve seen the creases of your cheeks rise up as you smile, or seen the oceanic movements of your hands as you speak. The feeling of our skin together, on that small bed that wasn’t even yours. The passing streetlights, too afraid to hold my hand. What would everyone say? Peanut butter on bread Hidden kisses in the stairwell I found comfort in the...
I knew nothing of romance, but it was love at...
I’m moody. I get angry at the things I can’t control. I cry because I can. I can be passive aggressive. I yell sometimes. I don’t have the perfect body. I’m a mess. I’m nothing close to an ideal girlfriend. But here you are, loving me for all I am. I’m sorry I take you for granted sometimes. I love you.
I've been a bad bad girl. I've been careless with...
What I need is a good defense, ‘cuz I’m feeling like a criminal.
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bitter nothings.
The smell of smoke surrounds us as you take the cigarette from your mouth and exhale. There is something so pleasant about the cloudy room, and my skin pressed against yours. You look at me with a distant look, your eyes no longer filled with love as they used to. I kiss you, unwilling to believe how disconnected we’ve become. The sun is about to rise. With my back to yours , it takes all of...
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shit.
So here I am again, looking back on things I can’t quite remember. The memories are blurred, but I try hard to remember the details. It’s not as nice in the memories as it was in the present. Maybe I’m filling in gaps with things I don’t enjoy to make it less wanted. I’m tired of thinking of all the things that could have been. I pretend I’m content...
I need a shower. I have an unnecessary amount of prints for my final in photo. and about 15 sheets of photo paper. thank fucking god my paycheck was more than expected. we got into a huge fight last night regarding the one thing we always fucking fight about. you don’t understand, but you never will. you’re too stubborn to realize what you’ve done. i’m getting way too tired...
dreamsonrepeat asked: KIMIIII <3
November 2011
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I want excessive tattoos and white hair. I want to be free without the worry of what people think. I want to smoke and drink in peace. I want to shave my head. I want to be happy. But here I am stuck as an average girl, with average hair, and average tattoos i’m an average artist, with an average apartment and an average life. and I’m really fucking tired of it all.
I need to have sex. right now.
I’m going nuts.
WHY ARE YOU SO FUCKING HANDSOME
Anonymous asked: Not only do I love your blog ( heh found it ) but I also am secretly infatuated with you. K. here we go I got this idea from a spam msg I received on Facebook lol.. I know you like me but were always way too shy to say so :3 go hit up crushmasher(dót)com (uhh it wont let me do a regular link) then make an acct there. Search for the profile 'justmeandu33' ( obv me ) I posted body...
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11.15.11
I live in black dust and dark ink. Splattered stoneware, burning chemicals, and amber light. Cigarette stained lips, forever dirty.
i’m tired of a lot of things, i don’t know how to explain them in words, but i’ve never been a writer.
please, just kiss me.
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how is it fair that i have to be alone night after night. how is it fair that I’m in an almost flawless relationship and we can’t be together. how is it fair that couples who fight all the time and aren’t even happy can be with one another and i can’t. I’m in love with a man and he loves me. He loves every last one of my flaws and I love every one of his. The only...
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