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These lists are the most organized part of my life.

"sometimes I can hear my bones, straining under the weight of all the lives i'm not living."
-jonathan safran foer

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  • here's to love and logic two creatures of unceasing cruelty and endless joy
  • There's a house across the river/But alas I cannot swim/I'll live my life regretting/That I never jumped in
  • I fell into the water and now I'm free
  • I don't stare at water anymore/Water doesn't do what it did before/Took me in into the edge of insane when I only meant to swim/ Nearly put a bullet in my brain when the water took me in
  • And if it comes to the rain, just be glad you'll smile again
  • A preacher pushes me aside and asked to wash my sins/I said no/If He made me in his image/Then he's a failure too.
  • I will not be a victim of romance/I will not be a victim of circumstance/Of chance or circumstance or romance/Or a man/Who could get his dirty little hands on me
  • Today I will feel something other than regret/Pass me a glass and a half-smoked cigarette
  • Wrestling the rope from darkness is no fucking life that I would choose
  • That wasn't me for my trying, that was the Devil and his lying/Trying to make me lose my mind
  • But I kept on going I had nothing to lose, and I gave up morals when I took up booze/And it's boring to hear of another young truth, and what a typically shit thing to do.
  • And I'm sorry to whichever man should meet my sorry state/Watch my steady, lonesome gait and be aware
  • been sleeping lonely, spending nights under the stars, Little darling, we're all lonely, we don't all show our scars. It's my heart, and my burden, and I would never bring you down like that. My heart, my burden, I would never bring you down with me
  • They’re all loved up on some drug, and I hope that it’s not love— ‘cause I like ‘em messed up and not really there. And I like ‘em roughed up, a little bit fucked up, if it can be arranged… as high as a kite and willing to fight as a man of his age.
  • Creativity in its nature is self-indulgent and self-obsessive.
  • Keep those thoughts from sight. Follow me into the night. And you can call on me when you need the light
  • Don't you be scared of me. I'm nothing but the beast.
  • Those of us who are lost and low, I know how you feel, I know it's not right but it's real
  • I, who speak awkwardly. Any word if it is heard is not intended to be, Not for him and not for her, And not for them and not for me
  • Tonight I choose the beast. Tonight he lies with me.
  • We dance the sorrow. Forgive me tomorrow.
  • Night after night, day after day, would you watch my body weaken? My mind drift away?
  • He screams in the night, I scream in the day. We weep in the evening and lie naked and pray
  • Why are you always so sad? Why do I not understand? Why don't I see what it is you see? Why can't I live and just be?
  • Ever considered the sea? I heard you had to be strong. Why not float around with me? It won't take you so long
  • Rarely I weep, sometimes I must
  • I'd leave my rage to the sea and the sun
  • But you wouldn't be able to stop me if I feel like running away. Wouldn't be able to stop me if I didn't want to stay
jan 25 2012 ∞
jan 29 2012 +