Sunday, 27 March 2011

Smile

                           I have figured out that if I smile,
                                                                            Then someone else smiles,
                                                                                                                      The whole world,

SEEMS TO SMILE!
                                  
                                      

Annonymous

Saturday, 26 March 2011

You Are Beautiful






Marilyn II

Angel

                                 Be not inhospitable to strangers, lest they be angels in disguise

Emerald

                       It's spectacles like these that make the world a better place.

Tuesday, 22 March 2011

Sea

 Come with me
                                    My loveTo the         seaThe              sea of love
I want to tell          you                                                              how much
I love      you
Do you                                                  remember
                                          When we met
That's        the day
I knew               you were my pet

I                wanna tell you
how        much
I      love you


Pass it on

The best moments in reading are when you come across something - a thought, a feeling, a way of looking at things - that you'd thought special, particular to you. And here it is, set down by someone else, a person you've never met, maybe even someone long dead.
And it's as if a hand has come out...
                                                                                and taken yours.

Pass the parcel. That's sometimes all you can do. Take it, feel it and pass it on. Not for me, not for you, but for someone, somewhere, one day.
Pass it on, boys. That's the game I want you to learn.
                                                                                               Pass it on.

Saturday, 19 March 2011

Dior

Relief



Comic Relief has raised £74.3m, the highest figure reached on the night of the show in its 23-year history.

Friday, 18 March 2011

Adele

Four cold walls against my will
At least I know she's lying still
Four cold walls without parole
Lord have mercy on my soul

All of these words whispered in my ear,
Tell a story that I cannot bear to hear,
Just 'cause I said it, it don't mean I meant it,
People say crazy things



Next time I'll be braver
I'll be my own savior
Standing on my own two feet



I cant bear this time
It drags on as I lose my mind
Reminded by things I find
Like notes and clothes you left behind


I heard his voice today
I didn't know a single word he said
Not one resemblance to the man I met
Just a vacant broken boy instead



Day is coming we won't be apart
Hope you realize you got my heart



Blank stairs blank pages, no easy way to say this
You mean well but you make this hard on me,



I hate to turn up out of the blue uninvited,
But I couldn't stay away, I couldn't fight it,
I had hoped you'd see my face,
And that you'd be reminded that for me it isn't over, 



Never mind, I'll find someone like you,
I wish nothing but the best for you, too,
Don't forget me, I beg,
I remember you said,
"Sometimes it lasts in love,
But sometimes it hurts instead," 


We were born and raised in a summer haze,
Bound by the surprise of our glory days, 



Nothing compares,
No worries or cares,
Regrets and mistakes, they're memories made,
Who would have known how bitter-sweet this would taste?


Wait, do you see my heart on my sleeve?
It's been there for days on end and
It's been waiting for you to open up



You should know that you're just a temporary fix
This is not rooted with you it don't mean that much to me
You're just a filler in the space that happened to be free
How dare you think you'd get away with trying to play me



I'd build myself up,
And fly around in circles,
Wait then as my heart drops,
and my back begins to tingle
finally could this be it



You grace me with your cold shoulder
Whenever you look at me I wish I was her
You shower me with words made of knives
Whenever you look at me I wish I was her



And every time I’m meant to be acting sensible
you drift into my head
and turn me into a crumbling fool.


Pacing floors and opening doors,
hoping you’ll walk through
and save me boy,
because I’m too crazy for you.
Crazy for you


Right under my feet there’s air made of bricks
Pulls me down turns me weak for you
I find myself repeating like a broken tune 
And I’m forever excusing your intentions
And I give in to my pretending



So little to say but so much time,
despite my empty mouth the words are in my mind.



Forgive me first love, but I’m tired.
I need to get away to feel again.
Try to understand why, don’t get so close to change my mind.
Please wipe that look out of your eyes, it’s bribing me to doubt myself;
simply, it’s tiring.



When the rain is blowing in your face,
and the whole world is on your case,
I could offer you a warm embrace
to make you feel my love.


When the evening shadows and the stars appear,
and there is no one there to dry your tears,
I could hold you for a million years
to make you feel my love.



I'd go hungry; I'd go black and blue,
I'd go crawling down the avenue.
No, there's nothing that I wouldn't do
to make you feel my love.



I could make you happy, make your dreams come true.
Nothing that I wouldn't do.
Go to the ends of the Earth for you,
to make you feel my love



I thought I knew myself, somehow you know me more
I've never known this, never before 



Favouritism ain't my thing but,in this situation I'll be glad to make an exception

You said I'm stubborn and I never give in
I think you're stubborn 'cept you're always softening
You say I'm selfish, I agree with you on that 



I've been walking in the same way as I did
Missing out the cracks in the pavement
And tutting my heel and strutting my feet
"Is there anything I can do for you dear? Is there anyone I can call?"
"No and thank you, please Madam. I ain't lost, just wandering"



I like it in the city when the air is so thick and opaque
I love to see everybody in short skirts, shorts and shades
I like it in the city when two worlds collide
You get the people and the government
Everybody taking different sides...

Thursday, 17 March 2011

You and Me


Me and you singing on the train,
Me and you listening to the rain,
Me and you we are the same
Me and you have all the fame
We need; indeed,
You and me are we.

Me and you singing in the park
Me and you light candles in the dark
Me and you we are the spark
We'll watch that light just make an arc
To say someday
There will be a better way.

Me and you were waiting for the dawn
Me and you and all the places we've gone
Me and you, sitting on the lawn
Me and you just singing a song;
A rhyme to shine
And to pass the time.

Me and you singing to all
Me and you were not so small
Me and you can stand up tall
Me and you just having a ball
Happy to be
You.....and Me

-Anne Frank



We all live with the objective of being happy, our lives are all different and yet the same

Laugh

I think I laugh more times than I
                                            breathe in a day.

Tuesday, 15 March 2011

Pretend

To tell the truth
                                I only put this picture on because I can't be bothered to type anymore.

Sunday, 13 March 2011

Fuck is just a word

Lets keep it that way...

Truly

I don't feel like myself. I mean, I don't feel anything...

                                                                                Hm. Patient stable.

Tick Tock Ti...

only when the clock stops does time come to life.  William Faulkner

Marilyn



"I'm selfish, impatient and a little insecure. I make mistakes, I am out of control and at times hard to handle. 
But if you can't handle me at my worst
then you sure as hell don't deserve me at my best.

Japan

Saturday, 12 March 2011

Inspiration

                   The inspiration for this blog comes from Gavin McCaig. THANKS...
                                                                                      
                                                                                                                             BITCH!

Venice

Comacchio.... by gianva
Comacchio.... a photo by gianva on Flickr.
This photo reminds me of Venice, 
the happiest time of my life.

Freeze

Trying to dance in a studio below freezing something I should get a medal for.

Dr.

My family is made up of 8 doctors and 2 still training...
                                                        I doubt any of them act like Dr Cox though.

Friday, 11 March 2011

Airports

                                 They 
                                   truly 
                                                       are my favourite place
                                                                                             ...
                                I just love how
                                                multi-cultural
                                                                                         the whole building is
                                                                                                                            ...
also the Mcdonalds  

Vision

These postcards are visions of the future from 1910

It makes me realise how boring our society really is and how unambitious we have been with our visions of society.

Monday, 7 March 2011

Photocopy

This is my head; photocopied. Its was me and my friend Kirsty's idea...
We have fun!

Release

After the exam is just like letting a breath out after holding it for a long time

Saturday, 5 March 2011

Learning

Learning is probably the hardest thing to do in life and as a dancer you learn throughout your entire career and even if you do something right you will never not do something wrong. Perfection isn't achievable. And that kills me inside to strive towards something impossible.

Wednesday, 2 March 2011

Last

Drop

All I am is just an insignificant drop of life in an unending sea of vast space and yet I can still feel and talk and express myself in new ways never seen before.

Tuesday, 1 March 2011

Not Quite.

I feel like people can see me but not fully...

Tampon

Today... I saw a woman reach into her tights and pull out her tampon right there and shove it in a bin, scarred for life much?