and in a mystery to be
(when time from time shall set us free)
forgetting me,remember me
in a time of daffodils by e.e. cummings (via the-final-sentence)
Precipitate as weather, she appeared from somewhere, then evaporated, leaving only memory.
Dance Dance Dance (via fuckyeahharukimurakami)
Red wine and sleeping pills
Help me get back to your arms
Cheap sex and sad films
Help me get where I belong
Stop sending letters
Letters always get burned
It’s not like the movies
They fed us on little white lies
I think you’re crazy, maybe.
I will see you in the next life.
Thom Yorke
‘I miss you’, he admitted.
‘I’m here’, she said.
‘That’s when I miss you most. When you’re here. When you aren’t here, when you’re just a ghost of the past or a dream from another life, it’s easier then.’
What can I do?
The river’s overrun.
We’re swimming in a flood, you know?
I thought I felt your touch
But, the water’s rising up.
Michael Angelakos, Swimming in the Flood
I don’t need the fallout of all the past that’s in between us.
John Rzeznik
You’re a question mark and a scar.
Stephan Jenkins
Hands down this is the best day I can ever remember.
I’ll always remember the sound of the stereo
The dim of the soft lights
The scent of your hair that you twirled in your fingers
And the time on the clock when we realized it’s so late
And this walk that we shared together
The streets were wet and the gate was locked
So I jumped it, and let you in
And you stood at your door with your hands on my waist
And you kissed me like you meant it
And I knew that you meant it
Chris Carrabba
If it makes you less sad, I’ll move out of this state. You can keep you yourself. I’ll keep out of your way. And if it makes you less sad I’ll take your pictures all down. Every picture you paint I will paint myself out.
You say you wanted a solution, you just wanted to be missed.
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 trial for your sins. Holding on to yourself the best you can.
Jesse Lacey, excerpts from The Boy Who Blocked His Own Shot
Better hurry up now if we’re ever going to find…what we’re living for.
If it’s not you…anymore.
Stephan Jenkins
I used to be concerned with what it means to be alive.
We tried to have our moment and the moment passed us by.
Let’s take a deep breath now.
Make it all slow down.
We’ve got a good shot, this time it’s now or never.
We don’t wanna stand here waving ourselves goodbye.
We’d rather break down and leave it all behind.
There’s no tomorrow,
There’s just tonight.
Derek Fuhrmann
The unreal is more powerful than the real. Because nothing is as perfect as you can imagine it. Because it’s only intangibles, ideas, concepts, beliefs, fantasies that last. Stone crumbles. Wood rots. People, well, they die. But things as fragile as a thought, a dream, a legend, they can go on and on. If you can change the way people think. The way they see themselves. The way they see the world. You can change the way people live their lives. That’s the only lasting thing you can create.
Chuck Palahniuk
