GARBO WAS AMERICA'S RUAN LINGYU

if yoo want one let me kno

Tin of cocoa, Tin of cocoa, Tin of cocoa, car door

twotone cornrow

i know it's much too early in the game
to wish you were here,
with me,
running my hand
through your hair
and pointing over there
to show you something nice.

oh watermelon eyes,
i know there shouldn't be but
there is a crush growing
larger and larger
and curling up in my mind.

can you tell me if
the rivets on your chest
(from your ribcage)
collects water when it rains?

i don't think life gets any better than nz pop and videos of owls. yeah. fly fly fly through the city at night!!

god damn i love little pictures so much!!!

S H E L L S- AOAKE

This is the end of the performance Shells performed by Hana Aoake, and Glue Gallery in Dunedin. At the start of the performance when we entered the space, we found her lying under a sheet surrounded by egg shells. The audience was invited to stand on, and crush the egg shells. Every time someone did, Aoake writhed under the sheet like the sound was enough to twist all her nerve endings.

The reason I really loved this performance is because the audience wasn't forced into participating. If you wanted to, you could crush the shells and watch her reaction, but you didn't have to. I did.  It was like by doing it you had absolute control over her. It was enthralling, all consuming and made you feel like you had physically hurt her, not just crushed an egg shell. By allowing the audience to decide whether or not to participate, Aoake created a safe space to - in effect - hurt her. It was allowed and it was accepted. It was  a beautiful abstraction of domestic violence - literally walking on egg shells.

It was a beautiful, well considered and very classical performance I enjoyed thoroughly. It was rad!!!

hai
i tink you are
lovely and nice
and i want to hold your hand
late at night
when a dog barks and scares me
and yea.

hai
i tink you are
real cool and
very cuddley and our
bodies fit like
grass in the ground

hai
i tink we could
be really funi and like
thesky when its
turning to dusk, but its still clear blue
but slowly turning lilac

hai
i tink we could
be the best of lovers
and spend hours under covers
and blanket forts of
pink flowers knitted together with silk

hai
i tink i am
slowly and carefully
spinning downward in a curve
to curl inside your bones
(maybe)

hai
i tink i am
rising like a hot air balloon
that is softly purple
and slightly pink/beige
and mostly the colour of daisies
(coz of u)

hai
i tink i am
not taking things slowly enough
but it is enough for me
and i don't mind if things don't work out.

tk binge number 5? 4? 1 mil?

everything

it means WE WILL DIE TOMORROW

kul vids bru

diffrents hats + nu hair

I HAVE A BLONDE BOWL CUT. I LOVE THIS. MYA IS A GENIUS. LIFE IS AMAZING

one - tk

terence koh binge

deer diary

its been naughty two nights and naughty bun buns

if we really sing wit our tooths

and if yoo sea the picture of the bottom of your heart

what really matters but choice

too peel

love

terence

07 apr 12. nyc

deer diary
todae iz a slumber dae
hide under the sheets
and tink of submarines
pink toes and pink noses and pink cowls
pink iz blood and milk
the color of warmth inversions
loother will be happy
loove
terence
06 apr 12. nyc.

deer diary
last nite i was total gremlin
i dreamt i ate chocolate crunch brunch, chocolate covered raisins, gummy bears
and horror of horrors i dream i ordered also at movieworld one of those tositos (sp?) boxes with the warm nacho cheese
even though i am now crazie raw vegan
and than after this movie dream
i dreamt i went to one of those indian taxi driver places
and ordered a veggie patty and 3 indian veggie currys
on rice!
and even ordered fresh naan!
what a crazie dream
carbs, sugar and fat dream
no evidence this morning
i looked everywhere even the trash
love
terence
04 apr 12. nyc

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REASONS WHY TERENCE KOH IS GOD

blue

golden walk of love

nobody

lilo

new zealand

but could i return?

veins

unholy truths (installation)