Showing posts with label French. Show all posts
Showing posts with label French. Show all posts

Saturday, January 8, 2011

If I Was From Paris

Grace Potter and the Nocturnals. "Paris"


Pretty sure that video and song are just sex in music form.

Anyway, midterms are approaching along with a shit load of English...so I really should be working. Oh well. On the upside, I bought a corset to complete my burlesque costume...and few new sweaters and tops. I'm pretty excited. My Burlesque outfit is complete. Now I just have to work out...and not have just eaten a huge meal and photograph it all. I will find somewhere to where it..eventually. Til then I'll keep a closet of seduciton clothing.

Kittehs are lovely.

And a bit of relaxation and care are almost as good as revenge because you realize that after it all, all the pain, insults, embarrassment, you're still the same person you were three months ago.

If I was a man, I'd make my move. If I was a blade, I'd shave you smooth. If I was a judge, I'd break the law. And if I was from Paris, if I was from Paris, I would say ooh la la lalala la la

Peace, Love, and Rock n' Roll

Saturday, November 21, 2009

Is Anybody Out There?


Bonjour!


(Insert witty opening line here)

So if you're reading this, for whatever reason, you may or may not know anything about me. I'm going to attempt not to directly characterize too much. Attempt is the key word in that sentence. You can love me, hate me, be completely and utterly indifferent and/or apathetic towards my existance, and I will care. Because I'm human and have that deep, scary yearning to be accepted. So go ahead, judge away!


Just so you know that you're not reading about a forty-year old man, I'll give you the basics

I'm Cirque, which should be somewhere on this page, I'm 14, just legal for blogspot. I live in the suburbs of Pittsburgh, which is...bland. It's cold and grey and decaying outside. Ew. Anyway, I'm currently in a relationship with a lovely boy who's name shall be anonymous. I shall refer to him as mon compain. My boyfriend. There are no French accents on this computer so I will try to resist butchering the language. Though it is fun to curse. Merde!


Immature, I know


Well, I'll try to post here a lot, and plan on doing a favorites post soon. Favorite food, music, dino brand all that good stuff. Dinosaurs should be cereal brands. T-Rex Toast Crunch. Yum.


Direct Characterization: I'm random. Not surprising.


Well this was an epic fail first start, but, hey, we all have to start somewhere.


Xoxo Love for Always.


By the way, I'm a violinist *ahem* Concert Mistress for the middle school orchestra - brag- so I found the heart strings title fitting.