Mittwoch, 16. September 2009

*you had a good girl*

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You`re callin' me more than ever now that we`re done Two keys back to my place, we were having no fun But you`re not ok, tellin' me you miss my face I remember when you would say you hate my ways I said I`m not coming back, is it You only want what you can`t have. That ego turning Just too bad for you, that when you had me
Didn't know what to do, Game over. You lose Cause you had a good girl, good girl, girl That’s a keeper, You had a good girl, good girl but Didn't know how to treat her,
So silly boy get out my faceWhy do you like the way regrets taste? So silly boy get out my hair No, I don’t want you no more...

*the black eyed dog called at my door*

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Samstag, 12. September 2009

*I wish, I hadn't cried*

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Oh, it is love
From the first time I set my eyes up on yours
Thinking oh, is it love?

Oh dear
It's been hardly a moment
And you are already missed
There is still a bit of your skin
That I've yet to have kissed
Oh say please do not go
But you know, oh, you know that I must
Oh say I love you so
But you know, oh, you know you can trust
We'll be holding hands once again
All our broken plans I will mend
I will hold you tight so you know
It is love from the first
Time I pressed my hand into yours
Thinking oh is it love?

Oh, dear, it's been hardly three days
And I'm longing to feel your embrace.
There are several days
Until I can see your sweet face.
Oh say, wouldn't you like to be older and married with me
Oh say, wouldn't it be nice to know right now that we'll be
Someday holding hands in the end
All our broken plans will have been
I will kiss you soft so you know
It is love from the first
Time I pressed my lips against yours
Thinking oh is it love?

Your heart may long for love that is more near
So when I'm gone these words will be here
To ease every fear
And dry up every tear
And make it very clear
I kiss you and I know
It is love from the first
Time I pressed my lips against yours
Thinking oh is it love?

Oh it is love from the first
Time I pressed my lips against yours
Thinking oh is it love?

I kiss you and I know
It is love from the first
Time I pressed my lips against yours
Thinking oh is it love?

Freitag, 11. September 2009

*my friends say,you'd break my heart*

Remember when, I caught your eye, You gave me rainbows, and butterflies, We did enjoy, a happiness, When our love was over, I was such a mess, I smiled at you, and you smiled back, That's when I knew, there's no turning back, You said you loved me, and I did too, Although it's over, I still love you You're in my mind, you're in my heart, I wish I knew, right from the start, All my friends say, you'd break my heart, A heartbreaker, right from the start. I tried to fight it, I tried so hard, And everyday I'd pray to God, That you an me, were meant to be, But you had another, you had a lover, And now it's gone, I don't know why, I feel like crying, just wanna die, I can't look at you, and you know why, Know I tried so hard, to catch your eye You're in my mind, you're in my heart, I wish I knew, right from the start, All my friends say, you'd break my heart, A heartbreaker, right from the start.

Donnerstag, 10. September 2009

*he dropped the world in my hands*

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I loved you before you met him and I loved even after you were wed

I told you I'd never forget you that I'd be here when his love was dead
Now you're back in my arms and I'm happy
And I guess he knows just where he stands
Cause when he lied and cheated on you that's when he dropped the world in my hands
Didn't he realize what he was losing to give you up he must happened insane
And to him it just didn't seem to matter that his love was another man's game
It's his right if he wants to be a fool but I wonder if he really understands
That when he gave your love back to me that's when he dropped the world in my hands


*a girl's bag*

girl...show me your bag:
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vintagebag...a gift from my bebigörl anda
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the stuff I carry with me most of the time:
:purse,phone,keys(with my little "tussi on tour" poket flask),ipod,agenda(grrrr oh so leo),ricola(for my voice),bebe lip balm,little manicure case with the most important things,sunglasses,foulard and of course a yummi plum..haha

*NY apartment round II*

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by julia roitfeld

Dienstag, 8. September 2009

Sonntag, 6. September 2009

*what are we drinking when we're done?*


Scared of losin' all the time He wrote it in a letter He was a friend of mine He heard you could see your future Inside a glass of water With ripples and the rhymes He asked, "Will I see heaven in mine?" That is just the way it was And nothing could be better And nothing ever was They say you can see your future Inside a glass of water The riddles and the rhymes "Will I see heaven in mine?" Ohhhh Son Don't ask Neither how full nor empty Is your glass Cling To the mast Spend your whole life Living in the past Going nowhere fast So he wrote it on a wall The hollowest of halos Is no halo at all Televisions selling plastic figurines of leaders Saying nothing at all And you chime "Stars in heaven align" Ohhhhhhhh Son Don't ask Neither how full nor empty Is your glass Cling To the mast Spend your whole life Living in the past Going nowhere fast
What are we drinking when we're done?
Glasses of water


Dienstag, 1. September 2009

*la princesse endormie*

...entrez dans l'irréalité de mes rêves...








*where'd my body go?*



I got out of bed today, Swear to God I couldn’t see my face I got out of bed today staring at a ghost Who forgot to float away, didn’t have all that much to say Wouldn’t even tell me his own name Where’d my body go


Donnerstag, 27. August 2009

*artists cannot fail. it's a success to be one*

katharina fritsch at the "KUNSTHAUS ZÜRICH":




Today I went to the "kunsthaus zürich" with my mom, to see katharina fritsch's exhibition there. i know her art, because we dealt with her at university and i've seen some very cool and provocative stuff of her. so i was very curious to see some new sculptures and photos at this place....and i really was impressed of them all. Her art is very special and provocative. she plays with reigious and natural prototypes and changes them into a kind of artificial and sometimes ridicilous way. i really love the fact, that she deals with a lot of different and effective colours, which are never expected in the way they were used...so i really like to show u some of the masterpieces i've seen, but it's so hard to convey the effect this sculptures have to viewers with their colour,material and hights in combination with the colourfully arranged photos in the back.so when you look at the pictures, you have to play with your imagination....because most of the sculptures(for ex. the elephant)are extremely huge!

*night's hard to get through*



do you believe you're missing out
that everything good is happening somewhere else?
but with nobody in your bed
the night's hard to get through




"you are not seth cohen"


Montag, 24. August 2009

*honey honey*




*farewell my black balloon*




Elevator straight into my skull
the escalator rises as it falls
i swear our jet is crashing in my mind
you can hold on but i wouldn't waste your time

farewell my black balloon
farewell my black balloon

i've stood in a thousand street scenes
just around the corner from you
on the edge of a dream that you have
has anybody ever told you, it's not coming true ?

farewell my black balloon
farewell my black balloon
farewell my black balloon
farewell my black balloon

*NY apartment*


I’m currently inspired by interior decorating….for my FIRST apartment(when I'll have enough money...)! Erin Wasson has a ridiculous art collection in her shabby chic apartment. I love her minimal yet eclectic style. Does that contradict? Oh well. I always think fashion should contradict itself anyway…keeps it interesting to look at. Love the native american, tribal, hippy vibe.