Showing posts with label Random Thoughts. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Random Thoughts. Show all posts

Friday, August 28, 2009

Picking up the pieces

I think I'm running out of things to say
or rather, I can't properly say 
what I want to say.
Is that weird?


Let's see what tomorrow brings.


♥MJ

Friday, July 31, 2009

The Magical Mystery Tour

I'll be leaving for France in a few weeks to study/go sightseeing/visit different countries/take photographs/learn how to be independent. That said, I decided to create my own personal blog to document my four-month stay in Europe. If you're interested, feel free to visit my other account.  
♥MJ
p.s. I'll still be updating in this blog too, of course! This blog, after all, started it all. Where would I be without Secret Skins?

Monday, July 27, 2009

Up and about

The past week has been awesome. Seeing as how my days are actually devoted to preparing visa requirements, planning which European countries to visit, meeting friends (both old and new), pigging out, catching up on the TV shows and films I missed, reading the books I've been meaning to read (Harry Potter 7 killed me!), experimenting with my battered but loved dSLR, and getting out of the house, let's just say I am one happy camper. 

Good times indeed!


♥MJ


Topshop tank, Alexane blazer, Schu patent oxfords, Lee jeans

Friday, June 19, 2009

Going, going, gone

Got tired too early
Stayed asleep too long
Woke up, nothing's there

Love's too hard to give,
Jill

Wednesday, May 27, 2009

Quintessence

I wish I knew what you wanted me to say.


Just give me a moment
and maybe (just maybe)
it'll come.



MJ


credit: edouardplongeon.unblog.fr

Thursday, May 14, 2009

Hotel Love Affair

I love hotels. It's more than a perpetually cold room in the tropical summer, white beds and soft carpets, tall bathroom mirrors and room service. It's not even the lovely view of the city lights and the ocean, not the seemingly fake palm trees around an infinity pool, not the buffet breakfast, not the miniature alcoholic drinks you finish in one swig.
It's being anonymous, I think. Every hotel I visit I dress up and I smoke and I become a different person. It's being that girl he seems to like, that girl who doesn't like him back, that girl who turns him down, who secretly wishes for more invites.
I just can't imagine being that girl at home.


Anyway I really love hotels.


♥Jill

Monday, April 20, 2009

On shaky ground

I've never been good at explaining things or expressing my thoughts or giving directions but it's interesting how the truth, coming from many different sources, always ends up sounding different each time I hear it.


Different versions, different sides, different opinions, different feelings,
different everything.


Anyway, the truth isn't that interesting to begin with.


So what now?


MJ