But you know where you came from, you know where
You're going and you know where you belong
You said I was ill, and you were not wrong
But I can't believe that you'd ever care
And so, you will never care
Oh, the alcoholic afternoons
When we sat in your rooms
They meant more to me
Than any, than any living thing on earth
They had more worth
Than any living thing on earth
Vivid and in your prime
You will leave me behind
-the smiths-these things take time
16.10.09
15.10.09
paint a vulgar picture
You had no real way of knowing
In my heart I begged "Take me with you ...
I don't care where you're going..."
But to you I was faceless
I was fawning, I was boring
Just a child from those ugly new houses
Who could never begin to know
Who could never really know
In my heart I begged "Take me with you ...
I don't care where you're going..."
But to you I was faceless
I was fawning, I was boring
Just a child from those ugly new houses
Who could never begin to know
Who could never really know
14.10.09
12.10.09
10.10.09
8.10.09
OCTOBER NOIR
I guess it's the dark time of the season, seeing one after the other dark and sinister editorial coming out. Not that I complain I love moody. (hank moody). As, I and the dark side get along great, here are some of my favorite images that have recently come out.
source: l'officiel homme, dazed japan, vogue japan homme, contributing editor, hedi slimane
source: l'officiel homme, dazed japan, vogue japan homme, contributing editor, hedi slimane
1.10.09
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