Black Heart Inertia

I cannot let this happen.

You're a mountain, that I'd like to climb.
Not to conquer but to share in the view.
You're a bonfire and I'm gathered 'round you.
Set this old black heart inertia aflame.


Say Anything And I'll Agree.

Forget where you are.
Stop thinking of where you're going.
Of where you'll be tomorrow.
Or where you came from the day before.
You never know exactly and you'll always be wrong regardless.

Forget knowing what makes you happy.
What makes you happy now never did before.
What made you happy once doesn't now.
What makes you happy today won't in the future.
Not in the same way.

All you can do is make yourself happy today,
because tomorrow it fades.

And there's my comprehension of happiness thus far.

What if goodbye is all that's left?
And if that's the last time I see you walk away.
And if it's not, I think my feelings will change.
And if perhaps I do ever see you again, 
I may not even see you the same.


Everything Worth Knowing Leaves Bruises.

Or maybe my troubles just keep me up at night.


Shoot My Name Up Every Vein.

"Don’t take anything personally. Nothing others do is because of you. What others say and do is a projection of their own reality, their own dream. When you are immune to the opinions and actions of others, you won’t be the victim of needless suffering."
-- Don Miguel Ruiz


I Crumble Completely When You Cry.

"We do not grow absolutely, chronologically. We grow sometimes in one dimension, and not in another; unevenly. We grow partially. We are relative. We are mature in one realm, childish in another. The past, present, and future mingle and pull us backward, forward, or fix us in the present. We are made up of layers, cells, constellations."

-- Anaïs Nin
I've seen your eyes as they fix on me.
What is he doing? What on earth's the plan? Has he got one?
You better give me some pointers
since you are the big rocket launcher
and I'm just the shotgun.


The World In Ant View.

Hurray for being happy and remembering that nothing is ever as bad as it seems.
 Physically, I feel like mush because I had more alcohol than food yesterday.
But somehow my brain feels in order again.
I'm going to try this "get more than 5 hours of sleep a night" thing.
And then I'm not going to take everything so seriously because
nothing in the world matters as much as we think it does.

I love how something as simple as sleeping with the sun shining
 in my open window just pleases me beyond compare.
It's so nice outside today,
but I think I'll stay in my bedroom and read about psychology and play guitar.


All You People Are Vampires!

Today was bullshit and everything sucked.

But somehow my day turned around moments before midnight, and I'll hopefully head to bed before soon.

How odd that I might finally feel better about today right before I plunge head first into tomorrow.

I want to live in a house in a tree. Read books and poems all day.
Spend the day in Disneyland and spend the night at the Eiffel Tower.
I want to stop making myself sad. I don't want to wonder if crying myself to sleep will make me feel better.
I wish iTunes could tell which songs I want to hear; which ones I should hear.
Why would anyone ever want to live like this?
I can be such a fucking child sometimes.

I'm scared to go to bed,
I think I could die in my sleep.
I must find a reason to wake in the morning;
It isn't enough to dream.


Summer Haze

  • Watch an entire season of any show with one friend in one day.
  • Bake something delicious with homemade pot butter.
  • Magic. Mushroom. Peanut. Butter. Cups.
  • Never leave the house without a camera.
  • Take a picture of yourself everyday.
  • Propose to someone.
  • Learn how to make latte art.
  • Have a tea party outside at nighttime.
  • Get at least one tattoo or piercing.
  • Send drawings to your best friend through snail mail.
  • Take a road trip to somewhere you've never been with only a map as a guide.
  • Go for coffee with at least one friend wearing cocktail dresses for no reason.
  • Learn how to cook your favorite meal for yourself.
  • Write and mail a letter to your hero. Dead or alive.
  • Camp. I don't even think this needs to be part of the list, it's so redundant.
  • Design a dream home. Draw. Make lists of everything you want.
  • Blow up 50 balloons then find a use for them.
  • Get a record player.
  • Plan your dream wedding.
  • Write down every single dream you can recall.
  • Play on a playground.
  • Crack open a dictionary with a friend. On the odd numbered page, each of you must use the third defined word as inspiration for a short story. No exceptions, no re-dos. Share stories.
  • Acquire a map of the world. Pinpoint every place you want to visit. Every single one.
  • Rent and watch at least three movies starring Marilyn Monroe and/or Audrey Hepburn in one night with at least one friend.
  • Sleep in your backyard for a night.


Do You Fake It For Me Like I Do You?

"Insanity is doing the same thing twice and
expecting a different outcome the second time."

"Never grow a wishbone, daughter, where your backbone ought to be."


The Worst Pies In London

"There is no free lunch."

"Why can't I find my own Sid?"
"Uh... Sid Vicious killed his girlfriend..."

"Take arms against a sea of troubles."

Feather Hearted

` I like when I get to spend my Sundays watching Some Like It Hot.
Marilyn Monroe makes me happy everytime, no matter what.
The next thing I write will be about her.

` Facebook killed everything about being romantic.
It's so simple to express your true feelings through an
electronic message and hope for the best.
No hastened heart to worry about.
No sinking gut or feeling like your heart is lifting off
when you see the other person's face change
in response to your naked honesty.
And when you don't hear what you want, just say "J/k lol."
Problem solved.
Internet killed the butterflies.

` I wish it were the 50's.
Basically every problem
that drives me mad right now
would not even exist.

Enough bowing down to disillusion!
Hats off & applause to rogues & evolution!
The ripple effect is too good not to mention.
If you're not affected, you're not paying attention.