Monday, June 29, 2009
Friday, June 26, 2009
Thursday, June 25, 2009
Revenge
I ask a question, you respond in a riddle.
How can I do this without knowing for sure, you torture me with silence.
I need you to reassure me, tell me what I think is wrong.
Tell me what to know, tell me not to fear.
How can I do this without knowing for sure, you torture me with silence.
I need you to reassure me, tell me what I think is wrong.
Tell me what to know, tell me not to fear.
Rouge
So far my summer has not been like any other I've had. By this time I'm usually investing my time in books and tea alone all day and night enjoying my blissful solitude. I'm finding it unusually odd and delightful to be spending my days with this lovely boy I have. The only thing I really absolutely hate about summer is that unkind heat that haunts you in your sleep. There really is nothing worse than waking up and feeling like your sleeping in a heater. & I live in Canada, I don't even want to imagine how the south is feeling right now.
Saturday, June 13, 2009
Looking Glass
Metallic
You can hold on or let go. Everyday I struggle to hold on & everyday I struggle not to let go. I hope you can hold on, tighten your grip on our surroundings, take your life for what it is & stop wishing you could change it. You've dealt yourself this situation, you thrive for it and crave it. You can't quit what you love, but please don't let go. Remember to hold on, and when the day comes that you no longer want this. Promise me you won't let go, and you'll crawl your way back up. I used to think this would be the end of me, but the world is larger than the small spaces of our contaminated minds.
Friday, June 12, 2009
Blackberry Tea
Can't stop, can't breath, can't live without that control
Need it, Want it, Crave it, Desire it
You watch the world around you, see them pull you left and right
They make you walk and talk and dance and prance
They pull your puppet strings around
But when those strings break and you stand up on your own
They push you down and tie you back up, how dare you fight control
Need it, Want it, Crave it, Desire it
You watch the world around you, see them pull you left and right
They make you walk and talk and dance and prance
They pull your puppet strings around
But when those strings break and you stand up on your own
They push you down and tie you back up, how dare you fight control
Inexplicable
I am so in love with this song right now, Jorane in general actually. It's absolutely hauntingly beautiful.
Film III
Film III
Monday, June 8, 2009
Lovely
Sunday, June 7, 2009
Room To Breath
Everyone leaves, and each time they do it absolutely terrifies me. When people leave, they change, the uncertainty never seems worth it. Trips to the airport get old, the goodbye's become less sincere, and the resentment creeps in. Every time I see someone leave, I wonder if I'm the one who's stuck. Or if they are the one's running away. Every time you leave, I wonder if it's harder for you to want to come back.
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