January 23, 2011


While I inadventantly quit smoking nearly 3 months ago, the only time I really miss it is when I think about all my cigarette breaks on Via XXVII Aprile’s balcony in Florence.
A typical day in Italy. Full of sheer class.
XOXO

While I inadventantly quit smoking nearly 3 months ago, the only time I really miss it is when I think about all my cigarette breaks on Via XXVII Aprile’s balcony in Florence.

A typical day in Italy. Full of sheer class.

XOXO

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February 25, 2011


noonesnemesis:

Cigarette
By Louis IcartMiss it like a BITCH right now.
XOXO 

noonesnemesis:

Cigarette

By Louis Icart

Miss it like a BITCH right now.

XOXO 

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July 21, 2011


No pants. No bra. Hair up. Too hot for this shit.

…In other news, I came up with an eccentric idea today for what to do with my unique ashtray collection now that I’ve quit (going on 9 months; where the fuck did THAT time go?): Put a tube of chapstick in all of your (now empty) ashtrays if you’ve quit (or are trying to quit,) but don’t want to give up your artwork. I know most people have rather impressive collections of loose lip balm running around, and having one close at hand, always, will remind you to slick a coat on, thus giving your ashtrays a new (cleaner!) purpose in life, and making you hydrate your lips more. (Which is always needed, be you male or female.)

Another tip of something to put in there along with the chapstick— tea tree oil-infused toothpicks. A friend of mine gave them to me when I quit, and they saved my non-Niccorette life. They give you something to put in your mouth and chew on when you have a craving, numb your lips a little just like smoking, AND freshen your breath.

Kiss better, people.

XOXO

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August 21, 2011


So, I was sneaking a cigarette out on the back stairs that I bummed off of my (we-went-to-elementary-school-and-high-school-together-and-somehow-ended-up-reunited-all-these-years-later as; serendipity) neighbors, when I couldn’t help but notice two things about my lovely living situation:

A.) Either someone in the neighborhood has the world’s LARGEST orange cat, or a lion is loose from the zoo and climbing people’s backyard fences, and

B.) I’m about 96.7% sure that Jack White just moved into the apartment downstairs. From the pasty skin to the asymmetrical haircut to the outfits. I am shitting you not.

Oh, Old North End. The quirks about you that I’ll actually miss. However, the heating pipe running directly through the middle of my closet and the drains that do not do as their name should suggest, I will not.

XOXO

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January 23, 2012


Things I Should Not Have Done The Other Night:

- Texted the ex.

- Smoked that cigarette…in bed.

- Lent The Dude even MORE money.

- Fallen asleep with a choker on.

One day I feel like I’m going to look back, and my 20s will be my Decade of Bad Decisions.

XOXO

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February 27, 2012


May 29, 2012


OH. MY. GOD.
That sound you just heard? My ovaries exploding.
XOXO

OH. MY. GOD.

That sound you just heard? My ovaries exploding.

XOXO

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August 11, 2012


i simply want to be
the love song
dangling from her lips
unfiltered
ever burning at the end
the beginning forever
at her lips
my dreams
on the tip of her tongue

she breathes
clouds of mystery
once mine
smoke signals
another lifetime
now dissolved
into thin air

and when
the mystery is gone
so is the fire

maybe if i came in packs
(like wolves)
but there’d still be the warning
for pregnant women

love’s suffering addiction
can turn hearts yellow

i want to be
the one she calls
on her cigarette break
not the cause of it

- Saul Williams, excerpt from “S√HE”.

XOXO

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