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Sunday, August 9, 2009

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Here Comes Trouble...

Queens of the Stone Age - Go With the Flow



She said "i'll throw myself away,
They're just photos after all"
I can't make you hang around.
I can't wash you off my skin.
Outside the frame, is what we're leaving out
You won't remember anyway
I can go with the flow
Don't say it doesn't matter (with the flow) matter anymore
I can go with the flow (I can go)
Do you believe it in your head?
It's so safe to play along
Little soldiers in a row
Falling in and out of love
Something sweet to throw away.
I want something good to die for
To make it beautiful to live.
I want a new mistake, lose is more than hesitate.
Do you believe it in your head?
I can go with the flow
Don't say it doesn't matter (with the flow) matter anymore
I can go with the flow (I can go)
Do you believe it in your head? X3

Saturday, August 8, 2009

I Love Me Some Stripes -- Lou

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I Hate THAT Feeling

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You know the feeling. That you trusted him, gave some of yourself to him, thought he was a certain way and appreciated him for that, then a slap in the face. You were wrong......

Even the master receives a swift kick to the heart sometimes.

When you know you're never going to hear from him again.

Maybe he initiated the end maybe I did (for the record, it was me this time). Either way I know it's over.

I delete his phone number, PIN, email address all messages and emails.... Any remnant that I may innocently stumble upon.

Even if it wasn't that long of an interaction (I hate using the word relationship in any form) that first day that I realize I'm never going to hear from him again.... Hurts like hell. I can't think about anything else, wish I could sleep and crave fatty foods. Fuck my life.

I lie in my bed, the scent of lavender prominently wafting from my body... My lame attempt at relaxing myself. And every time I look down at my body I think of him.

The fact that I have a fresh mani/pedi that he's not here to appreciate, my sexy little boxers that he's not here to appreciate, my wife beater with no bra that he's not here to appreciate.

I just cry.

And depending on how long the interaction was, my heartbroken symptoms last from 2 days to a month.

All the while thinking "I was just fine and why did it have to end like THIS?"

It fucking sucks. I hate it.

Yet, when it's over.... I throw myself back into the dating pool. Try my best to remain un-jaded and start the whole damn process over again.

Woodstock Handmade Houses






I Want Fall NOW!

When to Dump a Boy



PAY ATTENTION MY LOVE, CAUSE IT'S OVER

I'll let you know how to dump a fishy in another post. That's fo sho a whole other topic.

You should dump a boy at the first signs of irreversible *bitchassness aka symptoms. Don't crucify yourself it's neither attractive or healthy for you. The second you see terminal illness like symptoms in the beginnings of a relationship bring them to his attention.

EXAMPLES: (yes, unfortunately for me but fortunately for YOU these are all from personal experience)

- You're talking on the phone... He says he's somewhere elsewhere than home however; you here his smoke detector beeping in the background... Ya the smoke detector you've told him needs to have its batteries placed. Yep uh huh. He's lying about stupid ish, who knows what he's attempting to cover. The reality is if he will lie about something so small he has the propensity to have the DEA bust in one day, while you're making a Sunday morning frittata.

- He's chatty cathy Mon-Thurs... He's all up in your business during the week, Texting, BBMing, Emailing, even calling. "How was your day?", "What'd you have for lunch?" etc But come mid-day Friday you don't receive your usual "And how's your day going?" text. I'm here to tell you he's got a major case of bitchassness. He enjoys your company; but, he's not ready to sacrifice any time with his Bros yet. In the early stages, if he can't take you out on a Friday or Saturday night, he's not interested in dating. No reflection on you, the boy is conflicted. Let him know that you know he's addicted to his bromance, and get dump him.

- You meet his closest friends and they're all LOSERS i.e. Friend #1 is so excited that his mail order bride is almost here, Friend #2 has an M.F.A. but is trying to be an actor is over 30 and has been a waiter at 10 different restaurants in the past year, Friend #3 is a lush over 30 wannabe rock musician... Okay so his closest friends are all losers, you think your fishy isn't??? When's the last time you've seen Flavor Flav and Bill Gates out to dinner. And okay I'll give you the benefit of a doubt... Maybe your fishy isn't a loser (cough cough) do you really wanna hang with Flavor Flav??

* Definition of bitchassness - Term coined by Diddy on Making the Band. Overall stank actions towards others through words, facial expressions, and/or song. Symptoms include: thinking your better than those around you, not speaking your true feelings, throwing large amounts of shade.

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