my whines are beginning to sound like mosquitos buzzing in your ear when there is no screen to keep them out of the house.

"In its simplest form, a Molotov cocktail is a glass bottle containing petrol fuel usually with a source of ignition such as a burning, fuel soaked, rag wick held in place by the bottle's stopper.
In action the fuse is lit and the bottle hurled at a target such as a vehicle or fortification. When the bottle smashes on impact, the ensuing cloud of petrol droplets and vapor are ignited, causing an immediate fireball followed by a raging fire as the remainder of the fuel is consumed.
Other flammable liquids such as wood alcohol and turpentine have been used in place of petrol. Thickening agents such as tar, sugar, animal blood, XPS foam, egg whites, motor oil, rubber cement, and dish soap have been added to the fuel, analogously to the use of napalm, to help the burning liquid adhere to the target and create clouds of thick choking smoke."


"Molotov cocktails were used in Prague to express disapproval of the invading Soviet troops in Czechoslovakia in 1968 (see Prague Spring for details)."

YO ANYONE WANT TO CRAFT??

my thousand shut eyelids
all purple and swollen
my eyes are creeking, grimacing and sneezing
with every light that enters the green
the grey the blue the red
it has seen more than most have seen
than you have lived
and she hath dreamed
for him to lie
as she goes to sleep
my eyes they flash
spilling secrets they scream
and without recognition
we pass day by day
pretending not to notice
the creases in which we layed
and often rebuking ourselves we display
my eyes
behind glass
they shall always stay.

oh my GOD
SOMETIMES ITS A REALLY GOOD THING THAT I DONT OWN MACHINE GUNS
MANY FRENCH DRIVERS WOULD FIND THEMSELVES WITHOUT A FRONT WINDOW.
OR WITH HOLES IN THEIR TIRES.
I dont want to injure but I just want apology, I want people to look down and crinkle their brows the way I do when I say I am sorry and I mean. This doesn't happen often because I am unflinching and relentless and parfois un peu cruelle. mais sa va.

I feel troubled by all the stress and tension in my shoulder that needs to be soothed by hands that work their dark magic. I need my eyes closes permanently some days and there is always light coming in my blinds that feels like it is producing a hurricane in my pooling eyes. I dont understand why I am tired all the time and I could sleep for thousands of years, never wake up. I've been at my most unproductive as I have ever found myself.
its embarrassing to say all I do is watch things on my laptop, drink lots of hot chocolate from charming little cafes and go see a lot of movies with other french zombies who have nothing else to do in their lives.
ok, the charming hot chocolate is in itself, the most charming thing. its utter perfection those little steel teapots that will pour 4 china white cups full of frothy thick hot chocolate, flavored to any delight that you wish. they also have rows and stacks of beautiful tea.