I awoke
Only to find my lungs empty
And through the night
So it seems I'm not breathing
And now my dreams are nothing like they were meant to be
And I'm breaking down, I think I'm breaking down
And I'm afraid
To sleep because of what haunts me
Such as living with the uncertainty
That I'll never find the words to say
Which would completely explain
Just how I'm breaking down
Someone come and, someone come and save my life
Maybe I'll sleep when I am dead
But now it's like the night is taking sides
With all the worries that occupy the back of my mind
Could it be this misery will suffice?
I've become
A simple souvenir of someone's kill
And like the sea
I'm constantly changing from calm to ill
Madness fills my heart and soul as if the great divide could swallow me whole
Oh, How I'm breaking down
Sunday, May 27
Friday, May 25
Tuesday, May 22
for the helpless & hopeless romantics
i've posted this multiple times, but everytime i come across it again, i am reminded of how much i adore it. it is ever-so romanticized in the way that i love things to be.
it's just so beautiful and raw.
sometimes feeling too much can truly be a curse.
it's just so beautiful and raw.
sometimes feeling too much can truly be a curse.
05222012
so may the wind blow, may the moonlight know your name,
so let the needle move the record round til the walls cave in,
and you and I were out there dancing in the dirty rain.
Monday, May 21
//
SLOW IT DOWN, ANGIE COME BACK TO BED
REST YOUR ARMS, AND REST YOUR LEGS
DON’T YOU FROWN WHEN YOU’RE FEELIN LIKE THAT
ONLY LOVE CAN DIG YOU OUT OF THIS
Friday, May 18
05182012
i'm looking at you through a wine glass,
i'm watching the light play games with your face.
i'm tracing your mouth with my fingers,
i'm trying to pick up your taste.
and will you dance for me?
two more drinks and i'll forget everything.
i can't remember your face by the time i get home.
your photograph in an album, peeling plastic, yellow pages.
tainted by so many fingerprints.
i need to remember this,
need you to dance for me.
i'm watching the light play games with your face.
i'm tracing your mouth with my fingers,
i'm trying to pick up your taste.
and will you dance for me?
two more drinks and i'll forget everything.
i can't remember your face by the time i get home.
your photograph in an album, peeling plastic, yellow pages.
tainted by so many fingerprints.
i need to remember this,
need you to dance for me.
Wednesday, May 16
coachella - part3
this makes the top 5 or me. mother may i have those leather lace up shorts, please?
If you know me, you know this is a favorite.
lingerie dresses fill my closet as do all of my favorite boots.
casual perfection.
dancing daze.
This concludes the never ending coachella fashion photos!
So many good digs this year, I'm set for summer inspiration.
What was your favorite look this year?
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