you didn't get to heaven but you made a ghost.

apples. apostrophes. air. Aliya. am.
bed. bubbles. bright. bridges. balloons.
chaos. conundrums. cordially. cunning. croquet.
dance. dear. democracy. dandelion. deafening.
elephants. ears. eggs. ebb. echo.
fancy. fluid. follow. fat. fairy.
ghost. ginger. gobbled. goddess. grenade.
handsome. Halloween. hello. heart. hear.
idealistic. isometric. irrational. indistinguishable. illustration.
joy. justice. jealous. jagged. jingle.
kiss. kinesthetic. knowing. knock. kangaroo.
love. laceration. layout. light. leer.
mine. maharajah. maybe. memory. misconduct.
no. natural. nauseating. nibbled. nonsense.  
obedient. ocean. Oedipus. ordeal. orange.
protect. painful. passion. pebble. pop.
revolution. riffraff. romance. ruthless. reword.
snuggles. softness. sweetness. sex. sigh.
time. table. tea. there. their. they're.
under. unearth. undertone. undo. undone.
valentine. valedictorian. vengeance. Venus. visionary.
words. writing. winter. willow. washed.
xray. xanthine. xavier. xanthophyll. xylose.
yes. you. yours (truly). yesterday. yearned.
zucchini. zymogenic. zone. zenith. zither.

lying on the floor with all my dooms

20 days in one

Day 1: A picture of you on your birthday or on your favorite holiday.

Day 2: A picture of you in one of your favorite outfits.

Day 3: A picture of you on last Christmas.

Day 4: A picture you might have edited to make yourself look more attractive.

Day 5: A picture of you truly being yourself.

Day 6: The most recent picture of yourself.

Day 7: A picture of you being absolutely ridiculous.

Day 8: A picture of a time in your life that’s over but you wish it wasn’t.

Day 9: A picture of you when you were nothing but happy.

Day 10: A picture of you when you were a different person than you are now.

Day 11: A picture with someone you love.

Day 12: A picture of how you’d like the world to see you.

Day 13: A picture that describes how you’d like to spend everyday.

Day 14: A picture of a time when everything was changing.

Day 15: A picture that makes your heart hurt.

Day 16: A picture that makes you smile.

Day 17: A picture of your past.

Day 18: A picture of your present.

Day 19: A picture you couldn’t leave out.

Day 20: A picture of just you.

who's seen jezebel?

thanks nath

eyes wide open

I'm still here

oh, there you are

notes 2

in this dark there will be light, will you help us

who do snow capped people go home to, mountain? to themselves? where do all the rivers run in the same direction, mountain? why all the water? why all the wings?

possibly giving me the most adorable, romantic kiss of my life, without even touching my lips.

it makes me feel ghostly and sexy, like I don't have my own mind, like I'm plugged into ethereal.

you like my thoughts because they are noisy and will hold your face between their fingers so that you will listen.

sometimes I forget my name
then I remember yours
then I remember mine

mystify me

there is nothing perfect, there is only life.

birthday notes

"for private reasons I don't really want to talk about, I've started having daily doses of injecting heroin directly into my eyeballs.

yeah, ok, you gotta do what you gotta do."

ME SO TIGHT

shit I love my best friend

happy birthday

to me
whew
got some cute stuff, not what I expected but it never is haha
love

shopping list

blow job
deaths head
devils dancing
bleached white buildings
memories
movements
the movie, unreeling, about to begin.

hi

I was a legend in my own lunchbox

are you running out of breath from running through my head all night ?

just for a moment

question everything you believe in, question everything you've been taught, question all your morals, question the way you act, question the way you handle things, question everything about yourself.

now, imagine your whole memory has just been erased,
what would you believe in? how would you act? how would you handle things? who would you be?
without the governments influence, without media, just you and your new state of mind.

midnight delight

.

please stop pretending to like the things I like, just to get me to like you more.
I liked the way you were before.
it's getting ridiculously irratating.
I'd rather you didn't pretend to like my music, the rain, go and buy the clothes I wear.
it's not you.
stop it.
ok?

sometimes

you say stuff that just blows my mind
I love you

the sound of the

smiths!

yay

if not for you

If not for you, babe, I couldn't find the door
Couldn't even see the floor
I'd be sad and blue if not for you.

haha(L)

if i were to say "0/\/\g !m l!ke 5o pl@y!ng th!s g@me c@ll3d skywireeee" you would say?

oh my god call of duty if so much better go home you fail at being scene

cause we all ruin like broken leaves

I give you me in oceans of tears up to my knees

and you can tell

By the red in my eyes
And the bruises on my thighs
And the knots in my hair
And the bathtub full of flies
That I'm not right now at all
There I go again
Pretending that I'll fall
Don't call the doctors
Cause they've seen it all before
They'll say just
Let her crash and burn
She'll learn
The attention just encourages her

is he straight?

about as straight as a circle

you're stealing my heart again

ask me anything

I don't lie ;)

www.formspring.me/eyesinherstars 

The Heart Asks Pleasure First

The heart asks pleasure first
And then, excuse from pain-
And then, those little anodynes
That deaden suffering;

And then, to go to sleep;
And then, if it should be
The will of its Inquisitor,
The liberty to die.

130

"here, you can ask me questions on my non-formspring: www.idon'thaveformspring.formspring.me"

cloudbusting

You're like my yo-yo


That glowed in the dark.

What made it special

Made it dangerous,

So I bury it

And forget.

the moonbeams would shoot out of your fingers and your toes and the ends of your hair.

me oh my, caitlin says:

I think I'm beginning to know

person says:
then we can work on you never forgetting

death is death. but love is love. death is only death. but love is love.

the perks of being a wallflower banana heart summer the virgin suicides harry potter just listen borrowed light vernon god little the folk of the faraway tree how to make a bird the lovely bones the truth about forever identical strangers silver chair heidi a riddle of green little fur a fox called sorrow you had me at goodbye love, stargirl LET'S JUST SAY WILLIAM S. IS PRETTY RAD?

broken social scene the joy formidable MGMT joanna newsom, belle and sebastian the xx devendra banhart brand new her space holiday the temper trap the velvet underground vampire weekend bjork regina spektor angus and julia stone lisa mitchell camille of montreal beirut cocorosie the strokes noah and the whale sufjan stevens I'm from barcelona toploader empire of the sun laura marling yeah yeah yeahs ben harper the smiths luluc bright eyes joni mitchell the jacksons frankie valli the beatles new young pony club camera obscura casiotone for the painfully alone blue oyster cult the animals the bee gees the band the band of bees the B-52's edward sharpe and the magnetic zeros florence and the machine patrick wolf friendly fires emiliana torrini the radio dept. passion pit parenthetical girls GIRLS lykke li fink amy meredith the middle east it's a musical sarah blasko sia jorane moby the black ghosts muse cat power nina simone devotchka mazzy star cat stevens mute math bon iver hurricane bells coldplay crowded house the police radio head

we accept the love we think we deserve

soooo

I was just unstacking the dishwasher
dropped a glass
tripped
and cut the top of my hand open

how is that even possible?

I tell him,

I know, about the time he was a worldly and beautiful teen living fast and dangerous. I know about the danger. Then we melt again...

well it would be wild

to be kissing with my mouth open, strumming with a hand that didn't know calm... Running that hand through an endless forest floor, accelerating lust riots... But this unbroken heart knows what it has met! Straight into the eyes of a storm it saw some unreadable fear but sidewats saw (almost openly) redefining love of danger. This pot will bubble on untended and unintended, more happily, and wait for the unhungry diner.

you remind me of grapefruits

Who do

snow capped people go home to, mountain? To themselves? Where do the rivers run in both directions, mountain? Why all the water? Why all the wings?

so awfully gold like

we watch it slip away, watch our ideas melt into weakness and out love for guilty pleasures usrp our grip. The name of the untamed beats our drum. Time has taken me young: weaving my arms into their own actions: leaving residue like a new kind of weather. Today drifted through me rather than I through it. My forehead will be measureable by moments equasion.

songs

if looks could kill - camera obscura eighties fan - camera obscura
money - pink floyd
colourblind - counting crows
little lion man - mumford and sons
lady jesus - asteroids galaxy tour
daylight - matt and kim (only cause it was playing in myer and I was what the fuck, what has the world come to?)
love connection - parenthetial girls
love connection part 2 - parenthetical girls
the CN tower belongs to the dead - owen pallett
hey - the pixies

am I do dear?

do I run rare?
and you've changed some
peach plum pear
peach plum...

so

I got tagged
but I'm actually a really boring person.

breathe in

breath out
I am fine
I am fine

serenade

don't watch the video cause it's shit, just listen to the music

this is not where you think it is

la mort c'est la mort. mais l'amour c'est l'amour. la mort c'est seulement la mort. mais l'amour c'est l'amour.

death is death. but love is love. death is only death. but love is love.

promise

I love the song, don't pay so much attention to the video clip, just close your eyes. just listen.

sorry

I'm so very sorry. I know the way I acted was shit, but I've apologised over and over again. Please, just stop speaking to me the way you do, it's not necessary.

don't speak

cause your mind is amazing

LISTEN TO: THE BOMB - NEW YOUNG PONY CLUB

VIRGINIA

I think you're quite lovely
and so are your photos
and your videos crack me up
and I have special treats heading your way in the mail
and I have a headache, so this blog is bound to be quite shit
butttttttttt
I love you.
the end.

by blood and by me

you walk like a thief

ROCCO THE GREAT

blows my mind.
myspace
facebook
tumblr
youtube
flickr

I advise you check it outtttt

peace & love chicky babes

so I can set me free

post 100
wow.

hands up baby

aliya,
you're sexy as.....
aphrodite

HAPPY SATURDAY!

thinking about

quitting photography as a subject
it's shit.
well, it's a great subject, but, this teacher is not worth the hassle.

two assignments to have done by tomorrow
goodnight.

curtains closed

lights are off
am I dead or alive?

la la love

big eyes with long eyelashes, ribs, hipbones and collar bones and long fingers.

I also love my new dress, which is really quite lovely. my hands and feet are so cold, it's like winter, it's so lovely. could someone PLEASE suggest a book for me to read, it's doing my heeaaeadddd innnnn, I swear.

it's not up to

And it will tremble
Ever so nicely
Notice
How it sparkles


BJORK's album "Vespertine" honestly blows my mind.

as soon as I opened my mouth to breathe

I was choking on the irony.

now you see me,
now you don't.
now you need me,
now you don't.

"all fur coats and no knickers!"

a real social climber

facts

1. This is post 92
2. I cry a lot
3. I have over 200 books, but can never find anything to read
4. My best friend is a ranga
5. iPhones aren't that amazing, it's just a phone in the end
6. I jump on my bed when no one is home
7. I rarely watch tv
8. I fight with my parents all the time
9. The only asset of my whole self that I like is my eyes
10. I spend too much money
11. I love my clothes
12. I don't like avocado
13. But I really like sushi
14. Flower child
15. I can be selfish
16. I don't think I'm very pretty
17. I'm not skinny
18. I make mistakes
18. I'm judgemental, but I keep those judgements to myself
20. My life isn't perfect, but neither is yours, so it's ok.
21. Let's all be surrealists

rant and rave, whatever.

sunbeams are not made like me

today's mixtape

there is a light that never goes out - the smiths

sunday morning - the velvet underground

falling out of love at this volume - bright eyes

love connection - parenthetical girls

haitian love songs - cocorosie

love connection part 2. - parenthetical girls

a song for ellie greenwich - parenthetical girls

peach plum pear - joanna newsom

though not in that order, because it'll sound fucked.

.

my feet are in the air. sky pours in. I'm closing my eyes. I feel his voice touch my neck. Slow, his voice says. Go slow. I open my eyes and I smile and I dance slower and slower.

how to make a bird

a list of things you might not hear:

- an eyelash opening on a pillow

- the appearance of a star

- a leaf leaving a tree

- a hand in your hair

- a lie being withheld

- a tear's journey from eye to shoe

- air becoming blue

- longing.

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a picture of me wishing I was a tree OR a picture of a tree not wishing it was me

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holding yourself in. holding onto someone else. holding your head up. unholding yourself.

twist and shout

I don't know what to write about.

happy monday.

the trivial little things left in your wake

keep it in a hidden place

"You're about to enter the mind of a psychopath. Me."

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I lent rory some books yesterday: the perks of being a wallflower, to kill a mockingbird and high fidelity. I sincerly hope he enjoys them.

I was going through all my frankie magazines on friday, and laughing a lot. there is one article by benjamin law, who while his tiny little chinese mother was saying he is gay, she says "he's gay. something just went wrong with his chromosomes in the womb" I laughed for a while about that one. I love how they are just so raw with their writers. not afraid to say "that brand of blah blah blah was fucking shit. don't fucking buy it." I love it, really.

it's finally autumn, winter is next :)

Hello,

I'm disgusting.

I just got back

from my beloved field of purple flowers.

falling out of love at this volume

thanks dear

"I think you hold the secrets to all the things in life if I could understand you. You seem quite colourful and pretty and you're probably a lot simpler than I think you are but I don't think for the life of me I could ever figure out how you work entirely so I will just admire your apparent complexity. That's how I feel about periodic tables and you, anyway."

there you go, finally an explanation of myself, though not by me?

by someone magical and mysterious

I would like

clean white love.

:)

I am in a happy happy happy mood. I was told just about 3 minutes ago that I reminded someone (whom I'm not quite sure would like to remain anonymous or not?) of:

• old old bicycles
• the periodic table and
• one of the Libson girls, although they don't want me to die.

:D muchus gracias, amor, usted es encantador.

and to top it all off, IT RAINED ALL DAY. I am joyous, honestly. what an utterly simplistic post, hmm.

ps. I'm actually quite good at science, sir.

pps. my fisheye came today!

eyes in her stars

there is a girl with
and that girl is me

I realise I keep posting about this but

TODAY WAS TOO HOT. GO AWAY SUMMER.

so there I was, yesterday afternoon, browsing though many pages of ebay listings, I found this

it's a whole $48 of lomo goodness. except mine is red. which make it just that much better, something amazing :)

so, in the next few days (or so) I shall add to my growing collection of cameras. I should stop soon...

PEACE

I am feeling

blissful.

for no apparent reason.

I

need to take some photos, or else my photography teacher is really going to get the shits with me.

soooo, this is going to quite a boring post. today was ridiculously hot, I hateee it. it's currently raining though, and I'm sitting in the office with the windows wide open, so I can smell the rain. heavenly. so many people I know are saying to me "I'm going to apply for Maccas" to which my answer is "it's great that you want a job and everything, but I will lose all respect for you". horribly mean, I know, ha.

I miss this.

peace love

ps. I do realise that I have used this image before, but it's exactly the right one.

the lovely bones

I'm currently watching it, again. it's such an amazing film.

"these were the lovely bones that had grown around my absence. I was here for a moment, and then I was gone. I wish you all a long and happy life."

the last lines of the movie, though not the book. 

peace, love. 

Luna Lovegood

♥

so today I'm sick. that's what you get for standing out in the rain, and then into air con. I do love the rain though, so it's worth it.

I'm sitting in bed listening to todays mixtape:

hometown glory - adele

ice cream - new young pony club

girl and the sea - the presets

a song for ellie grenwich - parenthetical girls

home - edward sharpe and the magnetic zeroes 

hard times - patrick wolf

alice - cocteau twins

girl and the geese - cocorosie

keen on boys - the radio dept.

roslyn - bon iver

I've finished reading my first 5 penguin classics: A Clockwork Orange, Eva Luna, To Kill A Mockingbird, Breakfast At Tiffany's and High Fidelity. excellent :)

zebra boxer shorts

thanks jodi.

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it's only the start of term, and I'm sick of this already. it wouldn't be so bad if it weren't so hot and humid everyday, I hate it. winter, come soon, I miss you.

REPEAT AFTER ME: I AM FREE.

night dearests, I'm falling asleep. peace and love.

lols

caitlin: *writes across her page* WHORE MOANS

brittany: that isn't how it's spelt. it's H-O-R-E

caitlin: are you an idiot?

brittany: *writes across my forearm* WHORE MONES

caitlin: and wrong again.

this can be our little secret

no one needs to know we're feeling

higher and higher and higher.

I need an idea for a 365 project of some kind. I also need one for a stop motion, but I just can't think of anything at allllllll D:

reading yet another penguin classic, "to kill a mockingbird - harper lee" this time. it's a tad confusing, I really need to concentrate on the words.

I wish

that summer would just go away already.

I am so sick of not being able to sleep/sleep in because it is too hot.

I miss winter.

I miss the awesome 80's oversized jumpers with crazy tights and leggings. I miss my doc martins. I miss sleeping with 2 extra blankets. I miss exhaling and seeing it in the air. I miss sleeping all entangled with aliya for warmth. I miss cute kisses in the rain. I miss the blush I get from the cold, rather than the flush of heat. I miss the ocean being warmer than the outside air. I miss THE RAIN, and those freezing cold clear days. hurry back soon, I've missed you.

books

I just finished reading "A Clockwork Orange". could I have picked a more intense book? I think not. so here's a quick review from Frankie.

author - anthony burgess
what happens - you can't really beat this as a premise: "fifteen year old Alex doesn't just like ultra-violence - he also enjoys rape, drugs, and Beethovens Ninth." lots of beatings and sexual misconduct take place until a stern psychologist steps in and ruins the party with a relatively disturbing treatment program. Makes the emotional and spiritual demise of Amy Winehouse look a bit like a 5 Go to Smugglers Top.

I would like to say that the book and movie are equally triumphant, but I haven't seen the movie.

I never loved one like you

quite as sweet as you.

there she goes, my beautiful world

I got my camera yesterday! possibly one of the happiest moments of my life. so I've decided to do I 365 project. I think I'll start a flickr for this though.

I would like

to own a collection of penguin classics. I would like to drive an old classic car and live in a terrace house. I would like a bookcase full of records. I would like to always look hip and with it; wear bright red lipstick and fairy dust under my eyes. I would love peace. 

it's not so much to ask for, is it?

Amélie

yes, I am (almost impossibly) watching it again. tragic.

I'm possibly getting my camera tomorrow, which should be quite amazing.

peace.

sorry

I'm sorry. 

please.

I want to be away from here for just a little while.

don't.

who gives you the right to choose my friends? and let alone make comments and judgements like that about them?

gone.

so thanks for making something I felt really good and proud about shit. 

6 new

of montreal albums.
this is so amazing. it's my brothers fault really, he's got me into torrent downloading. I feel so guilty. although, I do refuse to download australian music, oh well.

-

I just don't know what to say to you anymore.

pirate

english on facebook is hilarious.

lovely

Blotting an excuse you 
Would share
Who shall 
Replace
You.

Alice, alice, alice, alice.

ALICE

The Lovely Bones.

this song is quite amazing, the score for it is quite easy, but I don't think I could sing it right.

used to be one of the rotten ones but I liked you for that

now you're all gone got your makeup on and you're not coming back.

park that car

drop that phone

sleep on the floor

dream about me.

Listen to:

anthems for a seventeen year old girl - broken social scene

beards - the dodos

carmencita - devendra banhart

casimir pulsaki day - sufjan stevens

cosmia - joanna newsom

cross your fingers - laura marling

the darkest side - the middle east

the greatest - cat power

how it ends - devotchka

little suitcase - luluc

lover devendra banhart 

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I saw the lovely bones last night with my friend paris, it was good, although I liked the book much better. so perhaps see the movie then read the book. otherwise you might disect it like I do. it also had a few songs I liked in it, which I am just about to google....

anyway, have a lovely wednesday.

peace, love.

Oh, Austere.

hiking through the hills in a summer gown