rebellion (lies)- the arcade fire
He wraps a tie round her eyes; shes wearibg hius shirt; he makes a noise as if hes walked away; she waits patiently; out of nowhere he kisses her.
Tuesday, June 15, 2010
Scar Tissue
dearest reader. If you are readign these posts that do nto say Letter from girl X then you my friend are reading a memory that i wish never to escape my mind.
some are long and some will me barley a line; but they are those special moments to me.
thought de jour- this one moment
Scar tissue- RHCP
they stand in the shower;; he pushes her against the back wall; the ho water bariling down on them;; his face is soaked; his arm props himself up over her head; he leans in and kisses her;; they spend hours in the shower together; never missing a beat
some are long and some will me barley a line; but they are those special moments to me.
thought de jour- this one moment
Scar tissue- RHCP
they stand in the shower;; he pushes her against the back wall; the ho water bariling down on them;; his face is soaked; his arm props himself up over her head; he leans in and kisses her;; they spend hours in the shower together; never missing a beat
Thursday, June 3, 2010
letter from girl-X
dearest reader: i know there are several people reading this now.some of you I know. Some of you I dont. abd I ask you. are you facinated?
thought de jour: the sun breaks the darkness that stroms bring;; but why is the lighting in the dead of night so much brighte?? you are my lightning; and he;; well he is the sun
a taste of family:
she never met him before. mother says she has; but she knows she hasnt. she would have rememebrd him. as soon as they met; they knew they were going to be forever with eachother. through everything. and she only wished he had been there from the start.
My dearest cousin I know you are going to read this; and i know you will smile. I lvoe you with all my heartt and soul. I wish we could have grown together, and maybe life wouldnt have been so hard. but the hand of fate plays in mysterious ways, at least we were lead to each other at some point. its us against the world sweet soulmate, and i promise to never let you fall <3 i love you
thought de jour: the sun breaks the darkness that stroms bring;; but why is the lighting in the dead of night so much brighte?? you are my lightning; and he;; well he is the sun
a taste of family:
she never met him before. mother says she has; but she knows she hasnt. she would have rememebrd him. as soon as they met; they knew they were going to be forever with eachother. through everything. and she only wished he had been there from the start.
My dearest cousin I know you are going to read this; and i know you will smile. I lvoe you with all my heartt and soul. I wish we could have grown together, and maybe life wouldnt have been so hard. but the hand of fate plays in mysterious ways, at least we were lead to each other at some point. its us against the world sweet soulmate, and i promise to never let you fall <3 i love you
Monday, March 15, 2010
another letter from Girl-X
dearest reader: Music; is a universal language; we all feel it; and understand it.
thought de jour: time is unreliable- you can put your hand into fire for 1 minuite and it will feel like an hour; but you can spend an hour with the person you love; and it feels like one minuite.
a taste of the pleasures of my mind-
humanities cry for help began with the first words ever utterd.
we want something or someone to save us.
we want to be protected. we want to be in a safe place. and we want to be loved.
even now these few years later, even now, knowing what I know, this is all I want.
and if you are like me, you have already realized these things are unacheivable.
you are born,
you suffer
you die.
but somewhere in all that you want something great to happen. you want something of significance, you want it all to mean something.
[the energy you have built up from waiting with awareness; will be nessasary for the difficulties ahead-I-ching]
my life has been ripped away from me. you asshole, you helped to do it; you, and all the people i thought were my friends.
when you belive you are beyond repair
Let go
when you cannot be saved by your friends
when you cannot be saved by yourself
remember
I love you
and deliver what is left of you
to that place we have shared in our hearts
use whatever means to get close
but then
you must walk that final path
and if you cannot walk
then crawl
it is your only hope
the word sacred could scare you off
so be scilent
be there
and do not ask about why thing are
the way they are
just promise that we'll always share
the sweet geography of you
alive for all of time
beyond fear and change
a quite place
in the wilderness of my mind
thought de jour: time is unreliable- you can put your hand into fire for 1 minuite and it will feel like an hour; but you can spend an hour with the person you love; and it feels like one minuite.
a taste of the pleasures of my mind-
humanities cry for help began with the first words ever utterd.
we want something or someone to save us.
we want to be protected. we want to be in a safe place. and we want to be loved.
even now these few years later, even now, knowing what I know, this is all I want.
and if you are like me, you have already realized these things are unacheivable.
you are born,
you suffer
you die.
but somewhere in all that you want something great to happen. you want something of significance, you want it all to mean something.
[the energy you have built up from waiting with awareness; will be nessasary for the difficulties ahead-I-ching]
my life has been ripped away from me. you asshole, you helped to do it; you, and all the people i thought were my friends.
when you belive you are beyond repair
Let go
when you cannot be saved by your friends
when you cannot be saved by yourself
remember
I love you
and deliver what is left of you
to that place we have shared in our hearts
use whatever means to get close
but then
you must walk that final path
and if you cannot walk
then crawl
it is your only hope
the word sacred could scare you off
so be scilent
be there
and do not ask about why thing are
the way they are
just promise that we'll always share
the sweet geography of you
alive for all of time
beyond fear and change
a quite place
in the wilderness of my mind
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