Clara Bow at sixteen years old, 1921.
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poison rings & casket keys.
heart problems, brain problems. no particular order problems.
my name is dani, i'm 23, and i live in new jersey. i write books and i write about music for the aquarian weekly. i have a pet rat, and a dead bat in a jar of formaldehyde. i like rock & roll, teeth, bones, ouija planchettes, tarot cards, vials with stuff in 'em, victorian mourning customs and artifacts, velvet, and crystal doorknobs.
this is what i look like.
i've started tagging my writing.
i've started selling my books.
i have my own online vintage+occult jewelry shop called WITCH FINGERS.
i social network.
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my name is dani, i'm 23, and i live in new jersey. i write books and i write about music for the aquarian weekly. i have a pet rat, and a dead bat in a jar of formaldehyde. i like rock & roll, teeth, bones, ouija planchettes, tarot cards, vials with stuff in 'em, victorian mourning customs and artifacts, velvet, and crystal doorknobs.
this is what i look like.
i've started tagging my writing.
i've started selling my books.
i have my own online vintage+occult jewelry shop called WITCH FINGERS.
i social network.
youtube
redbubble
MASTER POST: INTERVIEWS, SHOWS, & REVIEWS I'VE DONE
IN REGARDS TO ALL ORIGINAL POETRY AND WRITINGS:
This work is licensed under a Creative Commons Attribution-NoDerivs 3.0 Unported License.
~ Thursday, June 20 ~
“Hey Phil, what’s your favorite color?”
even the fucking bananas
this will never be unfunny to me. ever.
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La Dispute - Bury Your Flame
We could blame it on our hands.
They lifted the drink to our mouths, so we drank it.
Or we could blame it on our bodies.
They say we like the way we feel when we get touched.
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Anonymous asked: Can we add you on Facebook?
hey, sure, i don’t mind!! :3
okay. so. shit.
i’ve been holding out on everyone and working on a secret project and it’s finally finished and you can hold it in your hands - a collection of poems i wrote from the perspective of myself if i were my ‘alternative.’ addiction, withdrawal, despair, hallucinations, near-death experiences, throwing up in parking lots. all of it is previously unreleased material that is sickening and dark like my…released material?
it would be really, really cool if ya’ll could share this and help me spread the word. i’m kinda proud of myself…i did a thing and i did it all by myself like an adult and i really hope you enjoy it but please don’t tell me, if you don’t.
you can order it here: http://www.lulu.com/shop/dani-tauber/pillbug/paperback/product-21052546.html
for anyone who may be new to this blog, and has followed specifically for poetry, i have a book available full of unreleased material on the subject of pill addiction. :3
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I.
maybe it’s always been us?
6.20.13
i wrote about a boy who knew to
grab my hips roughly and pull my
hair without me telling him years
and years before i knew you; have
you woken up in cold sweats from
dreams of a girl who’d drag her
nails across your shoulders and
down your back? a girl who’d hold
your bottom lip between her teeth
while looking you right in the eye?
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