A different room, this month
a worse one, where your
body with head
attached and my head with
body attached coincide briefly
I want questions and you want
only answers, but the building
is warming up, there is not much
time and time is not
fast enough for us any
more, the building sweeps
away, we are off course, we
separate, we hurtle towards each other
at the speed of sound, everything roars
we collide sightlessly and
fall, the pieces of us
mixed as disaster
and hit the pavement of this room
in a blur of silver fragments
Today Lauren spotted a Black Phoebe in our backyard, which is possibly the cutest little fat bird I’ve ever seen.
I had to paint one.
(Source: sirmitchell)
The books you’re supposed to read, the movies you need to watch, and the music you’re expected to know…
I’ve decided I’m going to compile a list. This will be my random, pointless summer project. To compile a thorough list of classics. Everything popular culture has deemed a classic - especially “cult classics,” whose with me? I need Feedback!
Pain Killers.
Finally a day where frowning was outweighed by smiling. It’s been a while. Got a stencil for a potential new tattoo. Should be neat. I’m now driving myself insane trying to remember the lyric I though would make a great tattoo. I came up with the idea while washing dishes last night, I know myself well enough to drop everything and write it down because I always forget these things, but I never do. I’ve listened to the self-titled Lifehouse cd 3 times now trying to jog my memory. No luck. I know it had a “no regrets” type theme without actually saying that, I just can’t remember. I got back good and bad marks today. I’m working harder. Distractions are good for me right now.
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Climb on top of all you despise, it's a better view from the lies... - Lifehouse
