What an angel would wear

i think this is what ANGELS look like.

this is what it is like in heaven.
and i am so glad we are rehearsing on it now.
RACHEL GETTING MARRIED.
BAM!


btdubs i finally changed my fb name to Hayley Getting Married.
i didn't like it so i changed it back.
mainly cause everyone at tjmaxx actually thinks my last name is Barcelona.
and i dun wanna break their hearts.

things i want for valentines day.

crackers

okay. red beans and rice with morningstar grillers delight veggie burgers and garlic dip and a glass of water topped with one hit of a camel 99 full flavored cigarette tastes JUST like those cute little pentagon shaped soup crackers. THE REAL MCCOY. i hadn't had much of an appetite lately cause fucking Nicole Richie had convinced me that eating anything other than straight up boob milk from a lactating hippie mommy would cause me to grow a third arm. but then i realized she used to have a drug problem and her ethnicity is very ambiguous, so she probably doesn't raelly know what she's talkin about. so hello, appetite! Now that i'm living life on the wild side, i think the next on my to do list will be vacation to Chernobyl.

asian

Ko Un: Sunlight

I’m utterly helpless.
I’ll just have to swallow my spit
and adversity, too.
But look!
A distinguished visitor deigns to visit
my tiny, north-facing cell.
Not the chief making his rounds, no.
As evening falls, a ray of sunlight.
A gleam no bigger than a crumpled postage stamp.
I’m crazy about it! Real first love!
I try to get it to settle on the palm of my hand,
to warm the toes of my shyly bared foot.
Then as I kneel and offer it my undevout, lean face,
in a moment that scrap of sunlight slips away.
After the guest has departed through the bars
the room feels several times colder and darker.
This special cell of a military prison
is like a photographer’s darkroom.
Without any sunlight I laughed like a fool.
One day it was a coffin holding a corpse.
One day it was altogether the sea. How wonderful!
A few people survive here.
Being alive is a sea
without a single sail in sight.

— from SONGS FOR TOMORROW (South Korean poet Ko Un, 2009)

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soooo cuuuuuuuute!

the climb

i'm so fucking stressed out about the fact that Hannah Montana: The Movie is not on netflix instant watch. HOW QUEER IS THAT?! thank god for David Letterman's increasing dementia on this fine tuesday night.

though i battle blind

pretty dress

why wasn't this dress around when i was young and beautiful and innocent and at a good prom-goin age? back when a single bottle of vodka could do the trick, when i had yet to learn what 'gateway drugs' meant.