July 2010
45 posts
Raging rivers or shark attacks
Find love, and give it all away
Find love, and give it all away
Wrestle bears bring them to their knees
Steal the honey from killer bees
Find love, and give it all away
Find love, and give it all away
Don’t be scared to connect the dots
And dig for gold in the parking lot
Find love, and then give it all away
Find love, then give it all away
Find love, then give it all away” —
for as you were when first your eye I eyed,
such seems your beauty still.” — william shakespeare
She comes to me
Whenever I am locked inside my room
Buried in the tune that I call love
She sings to me, the words I cannot hear
But then, the melody’s so clear it makes me cry
Her love is so beautiful
Her love is so real, it smells like glue
She’s leaving me to find a place she never will call home
I stand shaking like a stone
And smile inside
She’s calling me to come to her and curl inside her womb
I hear lies, acid too
But I won’t die, the pain is so beautiful
The urge is so real, it smells like glue
And I will scream, she hears me
I will tell myself she loves me
And all the lies and fears
Will stick to me like glue
and if i don’t meet you no more in this world, then i’ll meet you in the next one, and don’t be late, don’t be late.
(as much as it hurts to like this song bono…_)
Sean&I made up.We are moving on to a new chapter, while we are still busy reading the last one…but I know things will only look up from here, despite minor setbacks, (though they seem major) arguments taken out of proportion, the dismay and disapproval of our families, (mostly sean’s) and my utter hatred for the “ocean state,” we will make it through this year. It won’t be easy by any means, in fact, it will be the hardest thing I have ever known, but I am ready and already tired and overworked just thinking about it. One thing’s for sure, I really really love him, and I won’t give up, not since we’ve gotten this far.
Of all these kinds of people, you’ve got a face with a view.
Just because someone doesn’t love you the way you want them to, doesn’t mean they don’t love you with everything they have.
Exactly where my life will go
Seems that all I really was doing
Was waiting for love…” —
You slept in your overalls
After the wrecking ball
Bereft you of house and home
And left you with sweet fuck-all
So we got in your car
With our kickabout hearts
And we hollered out, “Sweet Clementine”
Tell your mom to marry us
A candle to carry us
With cans on our bicycle fenders
So sweet and hilarious
And we’ll find us a home
Built of packaging foam
That will be there until after we die
And I’ll play the clarinet
Use clamshells for castinets
We play with our bags on our shoulders
My sweet lady lioness
And I watch as you sleep
So indelibly deep
And I hum to you, “Sweet Clementine”
I wonder if we are all toddlers to a loving parent looking down on us from Heaven.
Does God smile and shake His head with playful adoration when we make the same silly mistakes over and over again?
I believe that He created us and loves us, and that He is now watching us play in the fountains.
And if we look to Him and ask, He will warmly advise us to keep our heads to the side while waiting for the water.
” —And I have learned
That even landlocked lovers yearn
For the sea like navy men
You may tire of me
As our December sun is setting
Because I’m not who I used to be
No longer easy on the eyes
Daft Punk for the Tron Soundtrack.
We’ve got solid state technology
Tapes on the floor
Some songs we can’t afford to play
When we came here today
All I wanted to say was how much I miss you
Alcohol and cotton balls
And some drugs we can’t afford on the way
When we came here today
We all felt something true
Now I’m red-eyed and blue
I have started collecting things because one day I will have an amazing vintage house of my own.
Lately, I have been lusting over this Apothecary Chest found on Etsy.