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"You are calm and reposed, let your beauty unfold. Pale white, like the skin stretched over your bones. Spring keeps you ever close. You are second hand smoke. You are so fragile and thin, standing trail for your sins. Holding onto yourself the best you can. You are the smell before rain. You are the blood in my veins."

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listography GIVE A GIFT OF MEMORIES
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  • "'Cause if I can't make myself feel better, how am I supposed to expect anyone else to give a shit." If Winter Ends
  • "You are new with a promise of a love you will probably never find, and touch that you can really feel. The brokenness inside as hope and less collide." Touch
  • "Let's sail away to where the water goes- some open, endless space." Tereza and Thomas
  • "So please forgive what I have done. No, you can't stay mad at the setting sun. 'Cause we all get tired, I mean eventually, there is nothing left to do but sleep." No Lies, Just Love
  • "And these clocks keep unwinding and completely ignore everything that we hate or adore. Once the page of a calendar is turned it's no more, so tell me then what was it for?" A Scale, a Mirror, and Those Indifferent Clocks
  • "Does he kiss your eyelids in the morning when you start to raise your head? And does he sing to you incessantly from the space between your bed and wall? Does he walk around all day at school with his feet inside your shoes? Looking down every few steps to pretend he walks with you. Oh, does he know that place below your neck that is your favorite to be touched? And does he cry through broken sentences like I love you far too much?" The Calendar Hung Itself
  • "Now and again it seems worse than it is, but mostly the view is accurate." Something Vague
  • "You said you would be my dream and I could have you every night. If by morning I had forgotten you, well no big deal, it would be alright, 'cause you're the reoccurring kind. Yes, you're the reoccurring kind. You never really leave my mind." You Will. You? Will. You? Will. You? Will.
  • "But you, but you, you write such pretty words. Well life's no story book. Love's an excuse to get hurt, and to hurt. Do you like to hurt? I do. I do. Then hurt me." Lover I Don't Have to Love
  • "So that's how I learned the lesson, that everyone's alone, and your eyes must do some raining if you are ever going to grow." A Bowl of Oranges
  • "To love and be loved. Let's just hope that is enough." Let's Not Shit Ourselves
  • "When everything is lonely I can be my own best friend. I get a coffee and a paper; have my own conversations, with the sidewalk and the pigeons and my window reflection. The mask I polish in the evening by the morning looks like shit." Lua
  • "But if you stay too long inside my memory, I will trap you in a song tied to a melody, and I will keep you there so you can't bother me." Take it Easy (Love Nothing)
  • "This is the first day of my life. I'm glad I didn't die before I met you. But now I don't care, I could go anywhere with you, and I'd probably be happy." First Day of my Life
  • "And I never thought this life was possible. You are the yellow bird that I've been waiting for." Poison Oak
jan 8 2010 ∞
jun 26 2010 +