He's my high that I don't want to lose
He's my balm in this world of pain
Keep him close to keep him safe
you're like a drug I'm addicted to
It's like I'm the moth and you're the flame
you're not just anybody to me
I need you like I need air
He's my high, I don't need a fix
He's my drug, I don't need a pimp
He's my heart and soul, so keep him safe
Ask the girl with the dirt in her mouth. Ask the girl who is all poem now, all shapes between the shapes she carved into her flesh like a tattoo artist falling in love.
with what remains un-inked, the border crossings and blue edges and the razor bleeding in her hand.
-Dorothy Barresi (Cuttings)
Current Residence: small village Favourite genre of music: indie Favourite photographer: nara :) MP3 player of choice: ipod touch Personal Quote: we all die alone anyway
Favourite Movies
requiem for a dream
Favourite Bands / Musical Artists
placebo, radiohead, sigur ros, incubus, metric, hot chip...
it hurts to watch them move on,
it's like they never needed me in their lives
but they are all oh so fucking "right"
you're "right"
she's "right"
he's "right"
everyone's "right"
fuck you
i want to do something "right" as well
something valid
to your existence
and why do i even want to keep you?
i don't know
actually i do
i have plenty of reasons
but you deny them all
you, yourself are oh so right
you think all you say is right, it's correct
you fail to see things from the other angle
and the other
and the other
and the other
....
we could the bestest friends or the worst ennemies
There's a gap in between
There's a gap where we meet
Where I end and you begin
And I'm sorry for us
The dinosaurs roam the earth
The sky turns green
Where I end and you begin
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sometimes i feel i'm different but it's only an illusion
we're all the same, somehow
human beings with the same problems, same questions...
typical
*sigh*
on a brighter note, i like the smell of my stephen king book
Miss talking, been pretty busy anyways. I got a start on Duma Key, little over 100 pages so far. I like it a lot so far, except for the dog getting hit and dying. I like the involvement of art in it, especially a one handed thought to be psychic artist.
I knew you traveled, but it sounds like you really get around. Good for you, since it seems to be something you enjoy. I'm more than half way through Duma Key now. Great book, hope the ending keeps up.