February 2010
1 post
why am i so upset all the time
i need a new life
December 2009
1 post
I’m driving myself crazy hearing these endless words in my head. So much to say. Not a word comes out of my mouth. I’m stuck in this place where I feel as if the world around me isn’t ready for what I need it to be, and what I need it to understand in order for me to feel at home again. I miss you so much. The way you kissed me, and then let me go. That hurt. Please don’t tell me you actually...
March 2009
2 posts
Hard Candy - Counting Crows
On certain Sundays in...
February 2009
14 posts
January 2009
37 posts
“God is love.
Love is blind.
Ray Charles is blind.
Ray Charles is God.”
She Likes Our Band.
rentedsurroundings:
3.23am.
She likes a good mix of blues acoustics and a moonlight vocal. A taste for silhouette smoke hounds. Rock mainly. Infused with smooth jazz, a melting reverb, and a groovy bass line that keeps her rolling. She danced like tribal folk. She had you waiting on tip toes. And she was by the door where the fire lights. Closed minds play the waiting game, but she was as free...
I found this in an old journal. I still think it's...
havent-got-a-prayer:
emilyfofemmely:
I think maybe the real tragedy in this life is that we can never, no matter how many drugs we ingest or books we read, see the world through someone else’s mind. There is no door leading into John Malkovich’s brain. The mind you’re born with is the one you’ll die with, regardless of how you change or grow. And you modify, detract, mutilate, sculpt or...
