Old things in my life that are simultaneously new,
new people who feel like I've known them forever.
Common misconceptions and the transitive property;
Trying to find the strength to pick myself up off the dank, dirty ground, even though it's the last thing I want to do.
"Though I know I'll never lose affection for people and things that went before; I know I'll often stop and think about them. In my life I loved you more."
Saturday, October 31, 2009
Wednesday, October 14, 2009
I wonder
how many Beatles references I've included here. Sometimes they just suit the situation so well I want to throw up. From happiness. You know. Lately I've had Lady Madonna on the brain.
I've realized that I'm lost. I have no direction, nowhere I want to go with my life. I have no passion and it's killing me slowly. How am I supposed to make these decisions when I don't know where I want to be? It's downright sick timing.
All I really want to do is travel. Before I go to school, before I take one step anywhere permanent. I just want to travel. I need to see the world before I can ever hope to know where I fit in here. My eyes are still closed; this time it's beyond my control.
"All I really wanna do is love you, the kind much closer than friends use. But I still can't say it after all we've been through."
Jason Mraz, If It Kills Me
I've realized that I'm lost. I have no direction, nowhere I want to go with my life. I have no passion and it's killing me slowly. How am I supposed to make these decisions when I don't know where I want to be? It's downright sick timing.
All I really want to do is travel. Before I go to school, before I take one step anywhere permanent. I just want to travel. I need to see the world before I can ever hope to know where I fit in here. My eyes are still closed; this time it's beyond my control.
"All I really wanna do is love you, the kind much closer than friends use. But I still can't say it after all we've been through."
Jason Mraz, If It Kills Me
Sunday, October 11, 2009
Strawberry Fields
"Living is easy with eyes closed, misunderstanding all you see."
I knew my eyes were closed, I suppose. I just didn't care; I didn't care about anything.
Oh, baby, I'm back.
For today, for tomorrow, for the rest of my life. I hope this feeling lasts forever.
I knew my eyes were closed, I suppose. I just didn't care; I didn't care about anything.
Oh, baby, I'm back.
For today, for tomorrow, for the rest of my life. I hope this feeling lasts forever.
Friday, October 2, 2009
Good Morning, a
Guten morgen, guten morgen, guten morgen
I cut my hair. I hated the song that was playing while she did it, and vaguely I wondered if that was a sign. Once I thought it the idea wouldn't leave. Persistent motherfucker. Maybe the universe was telling me something. Or trying to, at least.
Letters to a girl, from a girl, written by a girl, for a girl, about a girl, around a girl.
"I've got a feeling, I think that everybody knows, oh no. Oh no!"
I cut my hair. I hated the song that was playing while she did it, and vaguely I wondered if that was a sign. Once I thought it the idea wouldn't leave. Persistent motherfucker. Maybe the universe was telling me something. Or trying to, at least.
Letters to a girl, from a girl, written by a girl, for a girl, about a girl, around a girl.
"I've got a feeling, I think that everybody knows, oh no. Oh no!"
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