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me henna synaesthesia creating things no mouth but some serpent's smitten of other gods not the blue of the blackberry [my fanlistings] [spaceforrent] |
Because why not? Fanlistings are fun. I had about three more I was going to make but never got around to doing so. Alas. These four, then, are enough:  I saw this movie and rather liked it's dystopian, raw, hopeless, stark, bland feel--and message too! What a message. David Thewlis quite outdid himself in this movie. I also have a copy of the screenplay and it makes for nearly as good a read as a viewing. The vitriol is better onscreen than in my head though. Inspiring quote: “Well... it just goes to show you that no matter 'ow many books you read, there's some things in this world that you never, ever, ever, ever, ever fuckin' understand.”  Well this is simple: it smells good! Rather like candy, hence the name, candy sweet. I was delighted with this layout. I think I did a nice job. Yes, it's my default 3-div layout, but hey, simple works. Every scent that CSP has is wonderful. I urge everyone to try them. Simple, yes. Easy, no.  I'm a perfume whore, right. Fracas is a timeless classic. It was my first 'real' perfume. I don't wear it everyday, but I always have it on hand. There is a cheap knock-off, Sand and Sable, which is nice, but kindergarten compared to the real world experience of the original. It's jasmine and tuberose, carnation and heaven. With a base note of sandalwood, it's no surprise I like it. You cannot go wrong with this legendary floral cult favourite. 
I love Swinburne. Adore him, swoon over him, delight in his words, and quote them often. His sense of rhythm and artistic use of words is, quite honestly, unrivaled. He is under-appreciated, under-recognised, and under-ackknowledged.
See here?“O garment not golden but gilded, O garden where all men may dwell, O tower not of ivory, but builded By hands that reach heaven from hell; O mystical rose of the mire, O house not of gold but of gain, O house of unquenchable fire, Our Lady of Pain!” O lips full of lust and of laughter,
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