Monday, July 27, 2009

Intersection

"The little thoughts came rushing in, when all the while was clear as day, that I should go and he should stay." The Simple Story by Feist feat. Jane Birkin. Before it dies, cause there's no place to bury it and when it's a waste, a recycle won't be as good as it was. Courage is hard to find but when you are pushed into a corner, I always believe that it will fall from the sky. So to the sky, I will put my last hope. 



Sunday, July 26, 2009

C2-B G106

It's not a silly little moment, it's not the storm before the calm. This is the deep and dyin breath of this **** that we've been working wrong on. Can't seem to hold you like I want to so I can feel you in my arms. Nobody's gonna come and save you we pulled too many false alarms. We're goin down and you can see it too. We're goin down and you know that we're doomed. My dear we're slow dancing in a burnin room. 

I'm (or we're) slow dancing in the middle of crazy people who can buy the things they don't really need just to make my life a little bit more miserable. 

Thursday, July 23, 2009

Walking On A Dream

"We are always running for the thrill of it, thrill of itAlways pushing up the hill searching for the thrill of it. On and on and on we are calling out and out again. Never looking down I’m just in awe of what’s in front of me. Thought I’d never see the love you found in me. Now it’s changing all the time living in a rhythm where the minutes working overtime. Catch me I’m falling down." 

It was the song from Empire of the Sun. I'm getting more and more used to the situation going on over here and it scares me in a way or two. It's like riding in a roller coaster, sometimes I can get really exhausted and simply want to stop playing. But as I have said before, toys are made so that people will get bored with them someday. Let's just wait until I don't feel like playing anymore, as simple as that. 



Wednesday, July 22, 2009

Summer Fades Away

“That’s quite enough. I hope I shan’t grow anymore. As it is, I can’t get out at the door. I do wish I hadn’t drunk quite so much.” – Lewis Carroll