PONY TRICKS
Cross over from death to life. Cheap pony tricks. The flesh loves to fail. Brooklyn blonde, sky blue eyes and a ticket to Santa Monica. Gonna ditch the city’s heat for a while and play in the pastel’s of the west coast. Retire your story for a while, and just let it write itself under the mysterious sun.
The sun is just your average star. Nothing special, in terms of the universe. It’s only it’s proximity to our planet that makes it’s so special to us. Kind of like our existence, we only matter if we’ve got people we matter to.
photos by monica baddar
makeup by amanda yensan
swimsuit by wildfox
tattoos by DCER tattoo
seems like it’s getting better. the sun and the beach should do you good! but don’t let the stars burn you… this last sentence makes me shiver I don’t know why. have a good time and enjoy as much as you’re able to! but must of all trust what you are, don’t listen to what is said. why don’t you try to write a few pages about things that are entirely unknown to you, unrelated to you. let your spirit wonder into what OTHERS can feel? think this could be a good exercise… I’m too long, I know…
Title : Judy and the Dream of Horses. Might be about me too, actually… What could be any more perfect than these? I know, a sweet message…
Sherlock Holmes: [extremely irritated by now] Oh, hell! What does that matter?! So we go around the sun! If we went around the moon or round and round the garden like a teddy bear, it wouldn’t make any difference! All that matters to me is the work! Without that, my brain rots. Put that in your blog – or better still, stop inflicting your opinions on the world!