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(Image by Yang Fan, http://jiuge.deviantart.com ) The smell of hyacinths brings death to my mind. There is something about the sm...

Added a new profile which I like a whole lot better. Apologies to all the people who have asked me to visit their blogs or sites and leave...

It's the first of January, 2007. I am sick with one of those virus infections that last for about a day. I have violent vomiting and t...

I am so mad at you. I feel that no matter what I do, in how many ways I try to prove you my good intentions, what I get (and what I'll...

Music: Lisa Gerrard: The mirror pool. I'll nag like an old woman. I miss the wondrous. I miss that which gives my life meaning. ...

“Shall we be elevated/ or pushed into the fire? I don’t know. Sometimes, sometimes, I loved someone/ sometimes, sometimes, someone l...

And how can anybody not be predictable when by nature our energy follows specific patterns, our brains follow specific patterns which chan...

By the way, I am totally in love with Olivier Theyskens, ex designer of Rochas. NOT the fashion bullshit surrounding him (though som...

A few hours ago I had to drag a disemboweled dog to the side, near the pavement, with his owners watching me transfixed and shaken to thei...

Sometimes the stuck in-between period is just too much. Waiting waiting waiting... Waiting to receive e-mails, waiting for people to make ...

The Torture Garden Party is coming again to Athens!!! YAY! Another chance to flirt with gay boys dressed in mini-skirts and not feel bad ...

Okay... Here's a little story for your amusement... Last night around 3 am my best friend was me returning me home with his car afte...

My friend A. tells me that she is not afraid of commitment but she just needs time and space on her own. I, on the other hand, know she is...