February 2012
2 posts
miasmas of sadness
i miss your horses
September 2011
1 post
i still wait for you to call
August 2011
3 posts
miss
soft burn
still hurts
if i listen to this song, i will cry
if I listen to that song, I will cry
if I just sit here listening to nothing, I would still cry
July 2011
6 posts
comebacktomesoon?
is just a girl looking for catharsis
i wouldnt for the world
after this
after this, i will go home and make music to replace all the things that I’ve lost.
everything about you makes me sad
everything
sometimes we cant have what we want…and its better that way
April 2011
1 post
I can’t not.
and you know it
Bastard
February 2011
4 posts
new life philo, ballsy and dont care
come close, someone, anyone →
get close.
it’s time.
December 2010
1 post
those arched brows. oh my
November 2010
14 posts
life is so fleeting and YOU ARE SUCH A FUCKER
you and your fickle love
i am cold for you
heart break = music break
people departure = country departure tax
kirkland
i miss you
that means the whole world misses you
every poignant moment in life takes me to you
every strong emotion
every wisp of breath on a cold morning
the fragility of emotion slays me
exhausts me
please stand still
let me drive
all of my music is for you.
All
i dont like your ghosts.
stop haunting me.
the precious
sometimes it’s better to talk about things.
i
ve lost a part of my soul
self medicate until you make it
with the detritus
at starbucks
im going to fall in love with a man for the tiniest of details
i dont even know why
ill always be waiting for you
no regrets
October 2010
8 posts
help me breathe
because i miss you
grab life by the balls
i dont want to feel like this anymore.
please make it stop
please
i dont want to feel like you’re everything wrong about me
nothing feels as good as you
it hurts baby
forget how to count
forget how to feel
forget how to
forget
life lessons
love lessons
lessens.
i dare b/c i care
September 2010
2 posts
im going to make it
“i told her i loved her”
“i think that’s called hope”
August 2010
8 posts
I thought that maybe if I kept playing, on every street corner, in every city, someday you might hear me.
It’s incomprehensible to me how I can sing this song with so much heart and you can’t feel it. It’s incomprehensible to me that I can feel this intensely and you aren’t aware. I don’t understand it.
I hope you’ve been everything you were promised.
I miss you so much I don’t even know what the word means anymore.
I hope you are making the world your own.
i am losing years of my life to you
and your beautiful blue eyes
I want to wake up every morning to the sounds of a lone cello, calling me from the sonorous depths.
It felt like an evisceration.
And now. Kidneys you are my bitch
http://www.nytimes.com/2010/08/01/fashion/01Love.ht... →
Among her various honors and residencies, chosen out of the hundreds of cities she has visited and thousands of experiences accumulated, she had written that she once flew kites in Tiananmen Square.
I tried to breathe. There are so many fruits in the world; we can’t remember exactly who introduced us to what. But we never forget who showed us that there were, indeed, more fruits to discover...