trampled

i hate the way you talk to me.
and the way you cut your hair.
i hate the way you drive my car.
i hate it when you stare.
i hate your big dumb combat boots.
and the way you read my mind.
i hate you so much it makes me sick- it even makes me rhyme.
i hate the way you're always right.
i hate it when you lie.
i hate it when you make me laugh- even worse when you make me cry.
i hate it when you're not around.
and the fact you didn't call.
but mostly i hate the way i don't hate you- not even close, not even a little bit, not even at all.

Asleep - The Smiths

i love this song

the video is really irrelevant to me

mad girl's love song

i shut my eyes and all the world drops dead;
i lift my lids and all is born again.
(I think i made you up inside my head)

the stars go waltzing out in blue and red,
and arbitrary blackness gallops in;
i shut my eyes and all the world drops dead.

i dreamed that you bewitched me into bed
and sung me moon-struck, kissed me quite insane.
(i think i made you up inside my head)

God topples from the sky, hell's fires fade;
exit seraphim and satan's men;
i shut my eyes and all the worl drops dead.

i fancied you'd return the way you said,
but i grew old and i forgot your name.
(i think i made you up inside my head)

i should have loved a thunderbird instead;
at least when spring comes they roar back again.
i shut my eyes and all the world drops dead.
(i think i made you up inside my head)

- sylvia plath

broken and bleeding and hiding

i had it all














but not what i wanted

the pictures in his mind arose and began to breath

me

who woulda thought i'd be caught in this life

lets celebrate with a toast

and get lost in tonight

and make it all light up