after a week full of sleep,food,coffeedates with friends and late night isolation
i'm getting ready to go out tonight to get terrible wasted
tomorrow i'll refuse any other social contact then my closest friends
we'll have dinner,get dressed up and watch movies while drinking hell a lot of wine
some people say that the year will be like your new years eve was
so last new years eve i was drunk and bored
that describes 2010 perfectly
drunk and bored
so lets get drunk again and hope for a better year

gold panda-back home

this sunday lovely minh took a few pictures of me and a friend for her university application

teen daze-saviour

shout out louds- wish i was dead pt 7

(try to listen to the "wish i was dead pt 2" version on the oc mix 5, it's way better than this one but not available on youtube)

so merry chrismas babe,i think i hate you
a littlebit more than last year

after a week of freedom i can finally feel my body filling up with pure,rosy life again
in the last days: i danced to small black live,got drunk directly after school,
spend hours talking about serious things with friends who just came back from a adventure in paris and new york,
had dinner with too many people,spent the whole day walking through the snow with a friend who came home for chrismas,
went chrismas shopping and didn't bought anything,nearly killed a few people with my eyes,
rode a horse on a carrousel,ate candy floss that was bigger than my head,
ended up on a weird conservative studentsfraternity party,sprained my middlefinger,
got drunk and high in the metro,bake gingerbread with my dad and finally had some time to sleep.
tomorrow is chrismas eve.i don't feel like chrismas,it makes me angry,sad i'm terrible annoyed by everything.
chrismas had always been my favourite time of the year and now..
fuck you, growing up.

no magazine

seapony-i really do

tamaryn -choirs of winter

another magazine

I went for a walk
the moon was glowin'
I sure was high
I thought of you

"I'm fed up with all of you."

small black-sun was high(so was i) best coast cover

"This is a valley of ashes - a fantastic farm where ashes grow like wheat into ridges and hills and grotesque gardens; where ashes take the forms of houses and chimneys and rising smoke and, finally, with a transcendent effort, of men who move dimly and already crumbling through the powdery air. Occasionally a line of gray cars crawls along an invisible track, gives out a ghastly creak, and comes to rest, and immediately the ash-gray men swarm up with leaden spades and stir up an impenetrable cloud, which screens their obscure operations from your sight."
the great gatsby

one week full of boredom,narrowness and disrespect left until the last day of school

(friday: drunk saturday: drunk sunday: drunk monday: sleep tuesday: more sleep wednesday: chrismas shopping thursday: baking,chrismas movies,happiness friday: chrismas)

ingri haraldsen

Dank einem Facebookupdate einer Freundin ist mein "What the fuck Erlebniss des Tages" für heute erst mal abgehakt.
Anscheinend ist die Eröffnung einen Urban Outfitter Stores in Frankfurt nicht nur geplant sondern quasi schon Tatsache.
Am 1 April 2011 soll der Laden bezogen werden,geöffnet wird dann im Sommer.
Die Freude ist natürlich groß,der bittere Beigeschmack lässt sich aber nicht ganz ignorieren.
Das ganze geht mir irgendwie zu schnell,
der Verdacht auf Aprilscherz lässt in meinem Kopf nicht nach,
über die Preise möchte ich gar nicht erst nachdenken,
auch wie groß dann im Endeffekt der Ansturm sein wird (so Hipster ist Frankfurt nämlich wirklich nicht)
und besonders die Frage nach dem Angebot,plagen mich ein wenig.
Im Großen und Ganzen muss ich meiner Heimatstadt dann wohl doch auf die Schulter klopfen.
In den finalen Jahren hier mausert sich die langweiligste "Großstadt" der Welt wohl doch noch ein wenig.
Ich bin gespannt und gehe wieder schlafen.

when i lost my beloved headband a few weeks ago, drunk somewhere in nowhere i cried
..nearly.
it was my lover for a couple of years,always on my side,always looking brilliant with fur cute dresses and rough boots
losing it felt like the first heartbreak and the death of your lovely puppy at once
so my father had no other alternative than giving me his creditcard number to buy new lovers
(you'll get the money back,i promise,after chrismas or something..
when i stoped spending all my(your) money on parties,clothes and coffee at starbucks)
so finally asos saved me from living a lonely life full of sadness
and i bought this lovely turban in rust and in black plus a new black headband
today i'm wearing the rust one with a black rough knittet jumper,black fur and these lovelies

(note : i was only joking i paid them by myself,i don't have money for parties because i already spent everything
and i would never never never drink coffee at starbucks
[yeah i know i'm doing the duckface,it's something like a hobby or whatever])