November 2nd, 2011
I set up an email acount that I email messages to myself. A new low (or is it high?) in loneliness.
About to go to dinner, with a huge headache.
I must ask mmhhmm to send me mmmhmm.
November 2nd, 2011
No no. Greeks are such crude, backward, primitively sentimental, perpetually dishonest, unintelligently competitive and fundamentally lazy people, they deserved much worse and they will receive it. Stfu losers and get the fuck out.
October 9th, 2011
Filming is progressing,
relishing every second.
The mountain is lonely.
The Australians are lovely.
October 5th, 2011
Woke up early. It was dead silent and there were clouds atop the mountains.
Then, breakfast of champions, eggs and wifi.
October 4th, 2011
We flew to the location today. Day 1 for me on Dead Europe. Working with Tony is an immense pleasure. Staying in the quaintest chalet. The vegetables and the cheese are orgasmic in this village. It’s 9pm and already in bed.
October 2nd, 2011
i’m officially giving up trying to be good.
I’m not, never been. It’s not me.
Deal.
September 8th, 2011
In a strange turn of events, a peculiar twist of fate,
I’m now living in NY and this has occurred:
August 8th, 2011
I miss my friend.
July 17th, 2011
one day, one day, imma find that ideal cave on that perfect mountain and imma stay there.
July 12th, 2011
Running around town making arrangements, heart dry as salt, muscles following orders, words mostly rehearsed, feelings not optional.
June 29th, 2011
End of day at Pier 59 studios. Shooting for Harper’s Bazaar, Jeff Koons photographed the story, for the September issue.
June 13th, 2011
shit help me, i will downsize, taper, streamline, shpring clean the fuck out of this motherfucker.
May 10th, 2011
“..My name is Victoria Winters. My journey is just beginning. A journey that I hope will open the doors of life to me, and link my past with my future… A journey that will bring me to a strange and dark place, to the edge of the sea, high atop Widows’ Hill, to a house called Collinwood… A world I’ve never known, with people I’ve never met. People who are still only shadows in my mind, but who will soon fill the days and nights of my tomorrows…”
April 11th, 2011
I see the people working,
And see it working for them.
And so I want to join in,
But then I find it hurts me.
Some say that knowledge is something sat in your lap.
Some say that knowledge is something that you never have.
I see the people happy,
So can it happen for me?
‘Cause when I am unhappy,
There’s nothing that can move me.
Some say that knowledge is something that you never have.
Some say that knowledge is something sat in your lap.
Some say that heaven is hell.
Some say that hell is heaven.
K.B.
March 29th, 2011
Generalizing, but what vomitous class of people actors are. They prowl for victims, to fall prey to their store brand charms. No loyalty, no ideals. Will suck up to anyone of power but will proclaim to be free spirited revolutionaries.
