Oct 30, 2010
Jewelie Aoi Ishihara
ー雅ーMIYAVI revealed his new baby girl’s (born prematurely on 21st of October) name to be JEWELIE AOI ISHIHARA.
As explained by ー雅ーMIYAVI himself, the name consists of the kanji 希 and 理 with the reading JUERI (katakana) –JEWELIE and the very Japanese AOI as her middle name.
Also according to the Japanese part of his blog, Jewelie was supposed to be named EMIRI at first, with the kanji for reason ‘RI‘, and blossom 咲く ‘SAKU’ (which originally had the meaning of 笑う ‘to smile’ -> which in turn can readEMI).
As explained by ー雅ーMIYAVI himself, the name consists of the kanji 希 and 理 with the reading JUERI (katakana) –JEWELIE and the very Japanese AOI as her middle name.
Also according to the Japanese part of his blog, Jewelie was supposed to be named EMIRI at first, with the kanji for reason ‘RI‘, and blossom 咲く ‘SAKU’ (which originally had the meaning of 笑う ‘to smile’ -> which in turn can readEMI).
(I personally liked the play of kanji and meaning, but I trust their decision.)
Miyavi also mentioned how they worried about the number of strokes in the kanji ( the ‘hope’ kanji is a pretty complicated one )but a visit to Hotei-san made them reconsider how it’s more important to give a meaningful name than worry about something like that.This being said, CoMYVz Crew would like to welcome JEWELIE AOI ISHIHARA to this ‘wonderful’ world. We hope your future is one filled with smiles, hope and love, and that you grow up to make your daddy really proud.
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bu_degozaimasu , just reposting it on lj for her ^^
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bu_degozaimasu , just reposting it on lj for her ^^Oct 22, 2010
No idea.
cuz it's you you you you~~
yes you motherfuckers, I'm pissed off tonight and currently listening to Carry Out by Timberland Feat JT makes my mind spinning off to another world.
So I'm pissed, angry, disgusted, annoyed and at the same time feeling somewhat horny, cuz this song is just too straightforward. Yes, Fuck you, I'm being honest. so shut the fuck up and don't rat to my parents you mother fuckers.
and fuck, i forgot what i wanna rant in my blog tonight cuz my mind is in a jumble. In a fucked up mess and I'm too lazy to clean up or stack away my thoughts in the right shelves and drawers cuz I don't want to. = 3=
yes I don't make sense at all cuz I don't wanna and Fuck you, fuck fuck fuck fuckitty fuck, I just wanna curse all day long.
Fuck it.
yes you motherfuckers, I'm pissed off tonight and currently listening to Carry Out by Timberland Feat JT makes my mind spinning off to another world.
So I'm pissed, angry, disgusted, annoyed and at the same time feeling somewhat horny, cuz this song is just too straightforward. Yes, Fuck you, I'm being honest. so shut the fuck up and don't rat to my parents you mother fuckers.
and fuck, i forgot what i wanna rant in my blog tonight cuz my mind is in a jumble. In a fucked up mess and I'm too lazy to clean up or stack away my thoughts in the right shelves and drawers cuz I don't want to. = 3=
yes I don't make sense at all cuz I don't wanna and Fuck you, fuck fuck fuck fuckitty fuck, I just wanna curse all day long.
Fuck it.
Oct 6, 2010
7/10/10
The sadness of your eyes,
Lies hidden before your smile,
Painted delicately on your lips,
Your frail hands holding onto mine.
“Everything will be alright,”
But you knew nothing ever were,
Painful nights etched on your skin,
Permanent reminder of the past.
A broken doll with a smile,
Even with tears in your eyes,
Those cheerfulness stays within,
Giving carefree laughter even if it hurts.
If only I could reach you,
If only I could save you,
If only,
If only…
Lies hidden before your smile,
Painted delicately on your lips,
Your frail hands holding onto mine.
“Everything will be alright,”
But you knew nothing ever were,
Painful nights etched on your skin,
Permanent reminder of the past.
A broken doll with a smile,
Even with tears in your eyes,
Those cheerfulness stays within,
Giving carefree laughter even if it hurts.
If only I could reach you,
If only I could save you,
If only,
If only…
Oct 4, 2010
untitled.
Losing grip in self imaginary thread,
The heart fell into this solitude,
Where no light could seep through,
The hands no longer reaching out,
As I walk this path with no direction.
