January 2010
56 posts
I'm very disappointed in you.
December 2009
25 posts
Whiskey, please.
The New Year by Death Cab for Cutie.
Obligatory.
Shall we start a fire?
Beauty by the Shivers.
Resolutions
Salvage what I can.
Plan my time accordingly.
Trip over myself more often.
Give more back than I have.
Capture memories.
Learn to control myself.
Work towards a cease fire.
Spend more time on friends.
Disconnect.
Let myself love.
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My stomach is in my throat, my heart is in my knees.
January: Loss of dignity. February: Blue eyes are great. March: Apologies. April: Goodbyes. May: Apathy, a decade and a half. June: Caffeine and cigarette breaks. July: Schooled. August: Mistakes. September: Fresh start. October: Protests and prose. November: True love. December: Fear and novelty.
“At the touch of love everyone becomes a poet.”
– Plato.
The Modern Leper by Frightened Rabbit.
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Give me all your anger, give me all your joy. Give me every moment of weakness and every egotistical spurt. Give me everything that’s left. Give me everything you don’t want to keep as it is. Give me all your sadness, give me all the longing. Come home and tell me where you were last night. Come home and tell me where you’ve been all my life.
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All the World? A Stage.
A hero stands before me, perhaps falling to his knees. Painting on the floor in blood and frailty. His insecurities a cape trailing behind him. His fingers twined within his hair and in his pants and searching for something that doesn’t need to be given a chance. An iron man missing limbs. Tugging on his own heart strings so he could just cry tonight. A hero stands before me, yelling out of...
My heart is in the coffin there.
The Ocean by Sunny Day Real Estate.
I almost fell in love with Buddy Holly.
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I haven’t learned anything this past year. I fall in and out of consciousness. I fall in and out of realizations I fight for. I haven’t learned anything this past year. To be fair, maybe I haven’t learned anything worthwhile. I learned the beard makes the man, that eyes can tell one hell of a lie, that plane tickets are non refundable. I learned that hands can define you and defy...
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I just want my big white bed.
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I’ve set myself up for quite a failure, quite a fall off that pedestal I’ve been set on. Have you ever been scared of heights? I was too until I saw the ground inching closer and closer. I’ve had my share of falls. In and out and back again.
Debbie Does Montreal by team9 vs. Stereogum.