Monday, February 22, 2010


Been there. Done that.
 
C'est ce que je voulais.

Wednesday, February 17, 2010

I just remembered something. I was at the Trevii Fountain in Rome. I never made a wish. I never tossed a coin. Guess I was moving a little too fast. 

Would it have made any difference? 

You wouldn't know, would you? You've already missed the chance.
It's never coming back darling, it's never coming back. 


" Da mi basia mille, deinde centum;
dein mille altera, dein secunda centum;
deinde usque altera mille, deinde centum." 




Nizar Qabbani



"Your love taught me things
that were never accounted for
So I read children's fairytales
I entered the castles of Jennies
and I dreamt that she would marry me
the Sultan's daughter
those eyes...
clearer than the water of a lagoon
those lips...
more desirable than the flower of pomegranates
and I dreamt that I would kidnap her like a knight
and I dreamt that I would give
her necklaces of pearl and coral
Your love taught me, my lady,
what is insanity
it taught me... how life may pass
without the Sultan's daughter arriving"

Tuesday, February 16, 2010

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The distance from 'A' to where you'd be
It's only finger-lengths that I see
I touch the place where I'd find your face
My finger in creases of distant dark places

I hang my coat up in the first bar
There is no peace that I've found so far
The laughter penetrates my silence
As drunken men find flaws in science


Their words mostly noises
Ghosts with just voices
Your words in my memory
Are like music to me

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"Sometimes, I think that you hate me. And that scares me so much. It shouldn't but it still does. I'm so sorry."

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Saturday, February 13, 2010

Thursday, February 11, 2010

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Paris, tu me manques. You've helped me grow. You've changed me. 
I'll come find you again, one day, I promise.

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Wednesday, February 10, 2010



Paris, je te retrouverais encore, un jour, je promets.
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"If my heart was a compass you'd be north. Risk it all because I'll catch you if you fall. 
Wherever you go, if my heart was a house you'd be home."

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Tuesday, February 9, 2010

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"Je suis devenu dialogue." - François Cheng

Sometimes I go for days without speaking my own language. I get a little lost.

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Sunday, February 7, 2010

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I've come to realize that it's probably my role in life to make everyone else happy.

Hey, do you want to hear something ironic? Something fucked up?
I can say "I Love You" in 10 different languages.

I've never said it to someone who wanted to hear it the way I mean it.

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Friday, February 5, 2010

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To all the things of 2009. The laughter, the tears, the poor choices, the heart-breaks, the new friends.

Dear 2009,

I should be over you by now. But I'm not. I just suck at this. I'm so sorry. Please don't hate me.

One of your victims,

Hnin

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Nice girls finish last. But I'm alright with that. 
I'm alright with the fact that I might just always be lonely. 
Because guess what? 
I'm never going to stop being nice. I just can't.

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Wednesday, February 3, 2010

Things inside quotation marks

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Sometimes I post things in quotation marks, my very own words in quotation marks. Because that way I can fool people into thinking that they're not my own thoughts and feelings but something out of a song, a poem, or a quotation by someone famous and clever.

I always give away too much. I'm scared now.


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Tuesday, February 2, 2010

I want your ugly, I want your disease.

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Play count on my iTunes library: Bad Romance, 97 fucking times.

Who knew a pop song could be so painfully addictive? I know it's wrong.

I could die of a Bad Romance overdose.

"I want your love and all your lovers' revenge. You and me could write a bad romance............ Caught in a bad romance."


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