Friday, September 24, 2010

I'm not calling you a liar.

"you can't be the one to kill the pain anymore.
you let me in but then you slam my fingers in the door.
i've had enough but i keep asking you to give me more.
when i say that there's no way"

Ingrid Michaelson is a musical goddess. So is Florence Welch. The lead singer for Florence + the Machine. So amazing, if you haven't listened to them yet run and buy the CD right now! seriously, download it, iTunes it, whatever. Just get this musical pleasure in your ears. Every song is amazing. It's been on repeat for the last week. No joke.

On another note, I've become obsessed with lying lately. Why people do it, what it means, the beauty behind it and the darkness. Reminds me of the movie closer, a personal favorite.

"Dan: When I get back, please tell me the truth.
Alice: Why?
Dan: Because I'm addicted to it. Because without it, we're animals. Trust me."

Friday, August 27, 2010

If.

If I were a month, I’d be May.
If I were a day of the week, I’d be Tuesday.
If I were a time of day, I’d be 2am.
If I were a planet, I’d be Venus.
If I were a sea animal, I’d be a octopus.
If I were a direction, I’d be up.
If I were a piece of furniture, I’d be an old comfy chair.
If I were a liquid, I’d be rum.
If I were a gemstone, I’d be an emerald.
If I were a tree, I’d be a lilac tree.
If I were a flower, I’d be a white lily.
If I were a musical instrument, I’d be a harmonica.
If I were a color, I’d be crimson.
If I were an emotion, I’d be joy.
If I were a fruit, I’d be a pineapple.
If I were an element, I’d be fire.
If I were a food, I’d be lavender ice cream.
If I were a scent, I’d be vanilla.
If I were an object, I’d be an iPod.
If I were a body part, I’d be lips.
If I were a song, I’d be Body in A Box by City and Colour.
If I were a relationship status, I’d be single.
If I were a kiss, I’d be a secret kiss, fast and special.

Thursday, August 26, 2010

Obsession.

It would be so nice if something would make sense for a change.

Wednesday, August 25, 2010

Maybe.

“All my resistance will never be distance enough” Anna Nalick.

A hurt like that doesn’t come around often. Usually, it sneaks up on you, has you gasping for air in the corner of a crowded place wondering what happened. That’s how it was for me. The worst part is that I can’t be mad. I can’t yell or question or do anything externally. There are no allegiances here that warrant my emotions. Yet somehow you have them. At some point I let my guard down, and now here I am, kicking myself for it.

"Don't delay. Something tells me I gotta go away
Maybe it's the way we always stay, when our hearts have gone" Indgrid Michaelson.



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