And I can’t forget your style or your cynicism, somehow it was like you were the first to listen to everything we said.
My smile’s an open wound without you, and my hands are tied to pages inked to bring you back.
Tonight the headphones will deliver you the words that I can’t say.
(Tonight I’m writing you) a million miles away.
Monday 29 March 2010
Friday 26 March 2010
this side of the blue.
YOUR MASOCHISTIC BULLSHIT TIRES ME OUT. GAIN SOME PERSPECTIVE. SOME PEOPLE DON'T HAVE FULL HEALTH AND THE REST OF THEIR LIFE AHEAD OF THEM.
god i LOVE you, but sort your flipping head out.
god i LOVE you, but sort your flipping head out.
Thursday 25 March 2010
.
“This time everyone has the best intentions. You have cancer. Let’s say
you have cancer. Let’s say you’ve swallowed a bad thing and now it’s
got its hands inside you. This is the essence of love and failure. You see
what I mean but you’re happy anyway, and that’s okay, it’s a love story
after all, a lasting love, a wonderful adventure with lots of action,
where the mirror says mirror and the hand says hand and the front
door never says Sorry Charlie. So the doctor says you need more
stitches and the bruise cream isn’t working. So much for the facts. Let’s
say you’re still completely in the dark but we love you anyway. We
love you. We really do.”
You Are Jeff - Richard Siken
you have cancer. Let’s say you’ve swallowed a bad thing and now it’s
got its hands inside you. This is the essence of love and failure. You see
what I mean but you’re happy anyway, and that’s okay, it’s a love story
after all, a lasting love, a wonderful adventure with lots of action,
where the mirror says mirror and the hand says hand and the front
door never says Sorry Charlie. So the doctor says you need more
stitches and the bruise cream isn’t working. So much for the facts. Let’s
say you’re still completely in the dark but we love you anyway. We
love you. We really do.”
You Are Jeff - Richard Siken
Saturday 13 March 2010
Morse code.
*
She cried out and the crystal sang in reply.
Later, we exchanged signals.
*
'Help me fold these sheets, will you ?'
*
She cried out and the crystal sang in reply.
Later, we exchanged signals.
*
'Help me fold these sheets, will you ?'
*
Thursday 4 March 2010
Monday 1 March 2010
One night that i can really feel.
Walking up that hill today was like stepping into a dream. I cannot explain the feeling of discovering that the view is actually 360 degrees and everywhere you look there is something beautiful. Nothing can ever be perfect for me. But i think this place is as close to perfection as I will ever find, in a place to live.
I believe in being happy, above all else. And though september is going probably going to be the hardest time in my life so far, I believe it will be worth it.
I can't stick around. I just can't. It's sufforcating. Even the air is just not a fresh and clear as up here. I think connections will end up tearing away from each other, but that is the way of the world. There is nothing I can do.
I will love you forever and ever, across oceans, across timezones if necessary.
Really. Honestly.
I believe in being happy, above all else. And though september is going probably going to be the hardest time in my life so far, I believe it will be worth it.
I can't stick around. I just can't. It's sufforcating. Even the air is just not a fresh and clear as up here. I think connections will end up tearing away from each other, but that is the way of the world. There is nothing I can do.
I will love you forever and ever, across oceans, across timezones if necessary.
Really. Honestly.
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