Uploads from unaerica, tagged donna

Pryntyl, just for one day.

nobody@flickr.com (unaerica) — Mon, 25 Jul 2011 13:13:07 -0700

unaerica posted a photo:

you eat, you’re fat.
you don’t eat, you’re a freak.
you drink, you’re an alcoholic.
you don’t drink, you’re a pussy.
you read, you’re a nerd.
you don’t read, you’re stupid.
you tell a secret, you’re an attention seeker.
you don’t tell a secret, you’re still attention seeking.
you let someone in, you’re easy.
you don’t let someone in, you’re too uptight.
you smoke, you think you’re cool.
you don’t smoke, you’re a loser.
you’ve had sex, you’re a slut.
you haven’t had sex, you’re a frigid little bitch.
you wear make up, you’re a slag.
you don’t wear make up, you’re ugly.
you can’t please anyone.
EVER

(author unknown, unfortunately)

...imbarcazioni che passano nella notte senza salutari e senza conoscersi. (F. Pessoa)

nobody@flickr.com (unaerica) — Thu, 21 Jul 2011 14:26:09 -0700

unaerica posted a photo:

e intanto fuochi d'artificio, da ascoltare soltanto, in lontananza.

“The world is not respectable; it is mortal, tormented, confused, deluded forever; but it is shot through with beauty, with love, with glints of courage and laughter; and in these, the spirit blooms timidly, and struggles to the light amid the thorns.” Ge

nobody@flickr.com (unaerica) — Wed, 16 Mar 2011 07:50:24 -0700

unaerica posted a photo:

George Santayana

I deserve to be treated with respect and dignity.

nobody@flickr.com (unaerica) — Tue, 15 Mar 2011 16:25:25 -0700

unaerica posted a photo:

The times they are a changin'. I'm a (beautifully fake) redhead. At last!

nobody@flickr.com (unaerica) — Mon, 07 Mar 2011 01:54:28 -0800

unaerica posted a photo:

"I’ve begun to accept myself. I love my white skin, I love my hair and fashion has really been part of that journey of acceptance. I’m finding my way, finding my style and whatever anyone thinks I’m enjoying myself. Everything I wear now, I wear because I absolutely love it. I think I look good in it. I feel confident and I’m having fun. The fact I have white skin and red hair is my thing." N. Roberts

NO, for instance.

nobody@flickr.com (unaerica) — Tue, 22 Feb 2011 04:31:10 -0800

unaerica posted a photo:

All prayers are answered if we are willing to admit that , sometimes, the answer is "no"

You know, I'd like to keep my cheeks dry today

nobody@flickr.com (unaerica) — Fri, 18 Feb 2011 05:14:10 -0800

unaerica posted a photo:

"I close my eyes, only for a moment, and the moment's gone...
Now, Don't hang on, nothing lasts forever but the earth and sky.
It slips away, and all your money won't another minute buy "

Kansas
Dust in the wind

[anger is expressed indirectly through sarcasm]

nobody@flickr.com (unaerica) — Mon, 07 Feb 2011 11:55:56 -0800

unaerica posted a photo:

Someday I'm gonna run across your mind, don't worry, I'll be fine
I'm gonna be alright, while you're sleeping with your pride...
I'll be over you and on with my life

Keith Urban

Memento Audere Semper. Audaces Fortuna Iuvat

nobody@flickr.com (unaerica) — Sat, 05 Feb 2011 12:28:20 -0800

unaerica posted a photo:

A self-encouragement free from historical or political further meanings.
Bare latin words to give myself strength.

Do you need a tool to inflict evil upon yourself with more ease?

nobody@flickr.com (unaerica) — Sat, 21 Aug 2010 05:55:37 -0700

unaerica posted a photo:

Almost

nobody@flickr.com (unaerica) — Tue, 17 Aug 2010 17:06:20 -0700

unaerica posted a photo:

Almost got what I want. Almost found what I lost. Almost saved you and myself. Almost won but it doesn't count. And never does. Never does... One green light, One more ring of the telephone, One more step, One more second, And I almost, Almost... Almost got what I want. Almost found what I lost. Almost saved you and my...self. Almost won but it doesn't coun. And never does. Never does... One hello, Just one kiss before the tears come. One yes. One chance. And I almost... One day one year. 5,000 weeks. A life of good works and good deeds. Let me be let me be closer. Or let me be. Let me be... One good guess. A question with an answer that I know. One idea. One grand notion.
And I almost. Almost

[Tracy Chapman - Almost]

Now go out and get yourself some thick black frames - With the glass so dark they won't even know your name - And the choice is up to you cause they come in two classes - Rhinestone shades and cheap sunglasses... Oh yeah!

nobody@flickr.com (unaerica) — Fri, 09 Apr 2010 09:28:49 -0700

unaerica posted a photo:

(ZZ Top - Cheap Sunglasses)

Of course cropped and edited...

Red (Redder Reddest)

nobody@flickr.com (unaerica) — Mon, 04 Jul 2011 06:45:56 -0700

unaerica posted a photo:

Certo che mi manchi e sì, io ti voglio ancora bene. E se ti penso mi si stringe il cuore, e il male che provo si ferma in gola, dove non c'è voce per cantare o fiato per chiederti "ma perché mi butti via così, Rapo?"

Io aspetto ancora. Ti aspetto ancora sapendo che non ci sarai più. Ti aspetto con la speranza che appartiene ai pazzi soltanto e a chi, in nome dei sogni, coglie ogni sbaglio come se fosse un'occasione e ogni "niente" come se fosse tutto o tutto quel che basta...

Ma non scriverò, non mi farò viva.

Perché i castelli di sabbia si sgretolano con il tempo, e oggi il vento tira forte. E oggi, un po' più forte, lo sono anch'io.

E se fa male fa niente...
e se farà piangere ancora farò finta che sia soltanto colpa del trucco, colpa di una spossatezza leggera o colpa del vento che infastidisce le lenti che indosso da troppe ore.

Beata solitudo, sola beatitudo

nobody@flickr.com (unaerica) — Fri, 25 Feb 2011 11:53:34 -0800

unaerica posted a photo:

And if I had possession over Milano again...

nobody@flickr.com (unaerica) — Wed, 16 Feb 2011 01:01:05 -0800

unaerica posted a photo:

I'm missing the unconditional love I've always felt for my city, way too often Milano is a prison cell shaped hell for me. Soon enough that too will improve.

Almost thirty-five years and her feet hurt, day in, day out, from her high heels, but she can walk down steps in high heels, she'd walk across a stage with a lion in high heels, she could walk through goddamn Hell in high heels if it came to that.

nobody@flickr.com (unaerica) — Tue, 03 Aug 2010 12:53:47 -0700

unaerica posted a photo:

Excerpt from the short story
"Strange Little Girls"
by Neil Gaiman.

Of course I was scared. Of course I was sad. Of course I was crying... And of course I said that I was not.

nobody@flickr.com (unaerica) — Mon, 02 Aug 2010 08:22:08 -0700

unaerica posted a photo:

Smoooooches

nobody@flickr.com (unaerica) — Thu, 03 Jun 2010 08:14:10 -0700

unaerica posted a photo:

Sometimes I don't know what I am talking about... And I may never know

nobody@flickr.com (unaerica) — Mon, 05 Apr 2010 15:28:40 -0700

unaerica posted a photo:

Far Away - G.Mule

(Warren Haynes)

Hello again - It's me, the fool on the hill
Life here ain't so bad
My dreams are dark-my friends are wasted
Just like their moms and their dads

And they don't know what I am talking about
And they may never know

I'm just fourteen - but I know where I stand
Behind these walls - life ain't so easy
But it's turned me into a man

Sometimes I don't know what I am talking about
And I may never know

Far away - the taste of reality
Far away - perfect little family
Far away - the little boy I used to be

Look at my eyes - maybe they'll show you the truth
The truth I cannot see
Once in a while I catch a glimpse of it all
But it slips away from me
Someday I'll know what's going on in my head
For now, I'll just stay here

Far away - the taste of reality
Far away - perfect little family
Far away - the little boy I used to be
Far away

I hate it when they look right through you
It sends me into a rage
I know I ain't crazy - and I don't need your proof
I just need out of this cage

Hello again - It's me, the fool on the hill
Life here ain't so bad

" Tell me what you need to live, love... Do you ask that you might own"

nobody@flickr.com (unaerica) — Sun, 04 Apr 2010 12:06:24 -0700

unaerica posted a photo:

*Lay of the Sunflower*

Government Mule

Uploads from unaerica, tagged donna

Pryntyl, just for one day.

...imbarcazioni che passano nella notte senza salutari e senza conoscersi. (F. Pessoa)

“The world is not respectable; it is mortal, tormented, confused, deluded forever; but it is shot through with beauty, with love, with glints of courage and laughter; and in these, the spirit blooms timidly, and struggles to the light amid the thorns.” Ge

I deserve to be treated with respect and dignity.

The times they are a changin'. I'm a (beautifully fake) redhead. At last!

NO, for instance.

*You know, I'd like to keep my cheeks dry today*

[anger is expressed indirectly through sarcasm]

Memento Audere Semper. Audaces Fortuna Iuvat

Do you need a tool to inflict evil upon yourself with more ease?

Almost

Now go out and get yourself some thick black frames - With the glass so dark they won't even know your name - And the choice is up to you cause they come in two classes - Rhinestone shades and cheap sunglasses... Oh yeah!

Red (Redder Reddest)

Beata solitudo, sola beatitudo

And if I had possession over Milano again...

Almost thirty-five years and her feet hurt, day in, day out, from her high heels, but she can walk down steps in high heels, she'd walk across a stage with a lion in high heels, she could walk through goddamn Hell in high heels if it came to that.

Of course I was scared. Of course I was sad. Of course I was crying... And of course I said that I was not.

Smoooooches

Sometimes I don't know what I am talking about... And I may never know

" Tell me what you need to live, love... Do you ask that you might own"

You know, I'd like to keep my cheeks dry today