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Wednesday, May 16, 2012

having a terrible LACK OF MOTIVATION atm.

hmm.

Saturday, April 7, 2012

The United States of Leland

It leaves me feeling pretty much nothing at all. But not in n hollow kind of way. More like, a swirl. A slow swirl of ambience, like floating up there somewhere, a million years away in outer space. Like seeing through a very pretty see-through veil. Like those feelings you get after you watch American Beauty. Maybe it’s the Kevin Spacey factor?

Two things for sure tho:

1. Now that I've seen Ryan Gosling in dark hair, there is zero percent of chance left for me to move on from him.

2. The movie has a soundtrack that's beautifully painful (sounds like my sort of music). Here's my favorite:

Don't Go Racing by Jeremy Enigk

"Don’t go racing when you’re on your own

Your feet down and raining

You see that you have flown

Now the years seem like memories, broken dreams

How can I turn back around?

Slip back and join in the crowd

If I could love you

Don’t go racing with the world in your head

It’s no generation

Now let the fear be memories, broken dreams

How can you turn back around?

Slip back and join in the crowd

Forces keep pushing me down

Yet I would love you

If you could love everyone of us

If I could love you."

Monday, April 2, 2012

you're not obliged to swallow anything that you despise

Go without,
'Til the need seeps in,
You're low anymore,
Collect your novel petals for the stem,

And glow,glow,
Melt and flow,
Eviscerate your fragile frame,
And spill it out in the ragged floor,
A thousand different versions of yourself,

And if the old guard still offend,
They got nothing left on which you depend,
So enlist every ounce,
Of your bright blood,
And off with their heads,
Jump from the hook,

You're not obliged to swallow anything you despise.

See, those unrepenting buzzards want your life,
And they got no right,
As sure as you have eyes,
They got no right,

Just put yourself in my new shoes,
And see that I do what I do,
Because the old guard still offend,
We got nothing left on which we depend,
So we waste every ounce,
Of your bright blood,
And off with their heads,
Jump from the hook,

And you're not obliged to swallow anything you despise.

i heart The Shins. and this is one the best songs ever. correcto mundo? :)

Friday, March 30, 2012

Some days sting and others pour like sugar from your spoon

Some days are so bad you're afraid they'll never end,

others so good you wish they'd never end.

That's days for you - not much you can do about them.

But there is something you do have control over : your attitude.

When your day is pouring like sugar, you can cherish and live every moment of it to the fullest.

And when your day stings, you can take comfort in knowing there may be sugar on the other side of midnight.

Will today be sting or sugar?

Whichever, I've got an attitude ready to handle it.

Thursday, March 22, 2012

voler.

my favorites from Pretty Petal Studio.

Wednesday, March 21, 2012

Wandering Limbs (Live Shideshow Alley) - Kimbra & Sam Lawrence

I'm gonna dangle my feet over the wire // Despite your despair, I'm going over to the other side // There's a break in the clouds where the crimson collects // Anticipate my demise, the world's different from up here.

Am I caught in the background, or part of the scene?

Misery in the comedown, when I come down from here.

Are we tangled in each other, or placed in between?

Like a stone, or a stones throw away from falling

Am I just sketch in the landscape, Or arranged close to you?

I think I fell into a strange fate with wandering limbs, and eager hands

Now the sun's gone to lay, I can lust towards space // I'll transcend into blues, fade out from the ground greys // I feel so beautiful, cut me off from the crowd cries //I got the birds eye view, now we're all just dots in a sky.