Wednesday, December 30, 2009


All i've ever wanted is someone i could talk to without having to really say anything at all. That's it. I never wanted you...

If i wanted to change myself, i would do it. And i would be happy, and you would be the same, and everything would be as it should be.

Too bad that nothing is ever as it should be.

Tuesday, December 29, 2009

cigarettes & silhouettes


Sweet sweet sweet.
Mosquitoes follow you for all the sugar in your blood, the little bastards, it's mine all mine.
Still, nothing about you is sugar coated;
(you're everything impossible)
you smell like smoke and strawberries.

My blood is dull blue, too much sunshine in all these days, or maybe not enough.
Your sugar melts in my mouth like the light through the clouds.
(i'm cheezy and i love it)
and you love it, i can tell.

Saturday, December 26, 2009

Such as the way of the world

Piles of new and old books, a possibly-demonic sewing machine, arts and crafts and hearts and wet paint, inspiration in the form of pictures, words and people, candles, lace, piano keys and skeleton keys; everything is pretty alright for now.

Current songs on repeat:
Train Song - Feist & Ben Gibbard
Acrobat - As Tall As Lions
I Always Knew - Tilly and the Wall
My Baby - Margot & the Nuclear So and So's

Thursday, December 24, 2009

I can't stay mad at you

You were on my mind at least nine tenths of yesterday.

Wednesday, December 23, 2009

Olden Notes

There will always be someone who will light up your eyes a little brighter than i ever will. You're fucking stubborn and won't change, you won't, but neither will I. We're holding onto eachother as tight as we can and we're crumbling. Always someone easier on your eyes. Always there is a reason that i will never be enough. This is not what love is but I will not fucking let you go. I will not fucking let you go because I Love You, and i'm covered in silver, shining gleaming silver, while i write these golden notes.


As Tall As Lions

Tonight, pretend you're an acrobat
And you're being thrown on top of the world
Do you still wish you were beautiful?
'Cause you will always be beautiful.

Tonight, pretend you're a cigarette
And you're being smoked by a picturesque girl.
Do you still wish you were beautiful?
You will always be beautiful.

You will, you will always be beautiful.

Octopus Vulgaris

I am beautiful.
I have three hearts and no backbone, I am smart, I am solitary.
My silence is powerful.
A sense of authority follows me, I'm not like you but I have your respect.
You eye me with caution.
I can see you sharp and clear, almost right through you.
I can lurk in the shadows and you will never see.
I have no home, I drift across the ocean floor
I've got intelligence, ugliness, strength, beauty.
I will know you.


I've got thin blood
But that doesn't make me scared to shed it.

I'll waste what I've got on you, while I still have faith in you
Will my crimson love be enough to change your mind?
I think you're the reason why I won't believe in God
This is no love story, but I have to make you mine.

Monday, December 7, 2009

Skinny Love

And I told you to be patient
And I told you to be fine
And I told you to be balanced
And I told you to be kind
And now all your love is wasted
And then who the hell was I?
And I'm breaking at the britches
And at the end of all your lines

Who will love you?
Who will fight?
Who will fall far behind?

Thursday, December 3, 2009

Notes on the Walls

Random inspiring notes always help me...always.
Someone is sad too, or happy too, or bored too.
There's something about them.


It's Thursday night.