Kurai Extravaganza

It always is a woman whom brings evil over the world. And if one was to believe the socialites of her time, it was once again an Eve.

The actress hasn't learned the lines you'd like to hear

She won't join your clubs, she won't dance in your halls

She won't help the hungry once a month at your tombolas

She'll simply take control as you disappear,

as Madonna sang as Argentina's symbol, Eva Duarte de Pér...

Your Delilah, if you please

Destruction at ease

Sex and torment

Is what I wish to be

Every star,

Lying at my feet

The temptress of our generation

I come to deliver an end

Of all suitable means

A Judas dress in whatever suits me,

I'd betray you 

For body weight in gold

Death angel's wings come nearer

With every kiss

No one can resist me

When I release magic for gol...

Pink goes with everything, would Elle Woods say. And she's right.

Pink can really brighten up your day. Especially after some harsh words.

I would love to have something like this for my kitchen. Combining two old loves.

If that won't cheer me up?

But then again, so can purple with sparkles...

Mark my words, mark t...

Paris, city of love. I wonder how many dreams you broke?

How many hearts were broken, beneath the Eifeltower? But on the bright side, how many hearts fell even more in love?

Even if Paris isn't all that romantic as it seems to be in the stories...

j'aime toi encore..

My own silence, my escape trick. I bury all the secrets deep inside.

It makes one strong. Visual bruises show survival. Even if it is just surviving a bad day. It is just another way of coping.

Wonder, can't I imagine another way?

Don't you wish we could take in love, instead of anger? Be silent about that, while it builds up inside? No pressure, only happiness. People always tend to remember the dark sides of a day, but then again, peopl...

You can't stand me,clearly. And I'm quite sure I can't stand you, either.

Have you any clue how much I would love to be not you?

I've been looking in the mirror for so long.

That I've come to believe my soul's on the other side.

All the little pieces falling, shatter.

Shards of me,

Too sharp to put back together.

Too small to matter,

But big enough to cut me into so many little pieces.

Having a winter's depression in the midst of summer, making small cuts with everything I can find, destroying the thin polish of happiness.

Uncovering the beauty of the destroyed which lies underneath.

Everything is so beautifully broken. Have you ever seen me...

... without bursts?

You thought this torment was romanti...

I have written before about Sisi, Elisabeth, empress of Austria and queenof Hungary. I protested against the 'Sissy-myth' which lives in many peoples'minds. Today, I want to speak in favour of Elisabeth. After all, there isalways a second side to a story. Probably more.

Yes, Elisabeth was all the things I wrote about her, but she was so much more. She was beautiful, a poe...

Is it strange to take a liking in persons, whose weirder traits you seem to incorporate later in life? Would it be possible that one knows already as a child what lingers in deep grounds inside you, and will come out in later years?

Possibly, one could as well say that we model ourselfs after the persons whom we find ourselves take an interest in. But whom would live the life o...

Promise me no promises

I think that's quite suitable at the moment. For I can't promise to do anything strange. An urge acts up, the urge to do something which you will not approve of.

So far for a healthy fascination.

I am not the only one though.

Diana looks so sad, a perfect ressemblance of how I feel. Thoug...