Videodrome (1983)
Nicki Brand: Come to me.
Nicki Brand: Come to Nicki.
Nicki Brand: Come on.
Nicki Brand: Don’t make me wait.
Videodrome (1983)
Nicki Brand: Come to me.
Nicki Brand: Come to Nicki.
Nicki Brand: Come on.
Nicki Brand: Don’t make me wait.
I feel like I post really uncreative, whiny, shitty personal entries now.
I feel kind of emptied as of late, although I have been feeling a lot better.
I definitely feel like I need to read books and just in general spend less time online.
I have my goals roughly mapped for at least the next 5 years. That’s something and it’s a start.
If I have a very difficult time relating to others offline, then no use wallowing in it. Instead I should build myself up with ideas and inspirations that can be utilized later.
I internalize and take somethings far too personally. I’m still working on fixing this.
I really do desire to have someone, or even a few people sincerely appreciate, listen and understand me. It’s so rare, but somewhere I need to cast roots in my innermost being and begin nuturing that idea and hope.
I may not be understood now, but perhaps one day?
Dilated Peoples -Worst Comes To Worst
Guru - “Word up, if worst comes to worst, I make whole crews disperse”
| — | Alain Badiou, ‘Metapolitics’ (via aidsnegligee) |
I’m kinda shocked I’ve only managed to lose one follower today.
Gerhard Richter
Funeral
| — | Sage Francis (via likeafloweranditsnectar) |
I am the happiest woman, right now.