the book of Judith: music

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3.4.10

Cherry Bomb.

I watched Breakfast at Tiffany's yesterday.
I realized that I am Holly Golightly.

I saw the Runaways today.
I want to be Joan Jett.

"I'll never let anybody put me in a cage."

31.3.10

A Bit More Sun Than We Could Take.

So, I've been pretty morose lately.
I'm not actually as sad as I seem.
I swear.
I'm not even half the things most people think I am.

Here's some songs to walk in the sun too:
Emerald Lake, AB - Said The Whale
Fish - Hey Ocean!
A Kiss With A Fist - Florence & The Machine

It's your birthday on friday.

I'll send you a nice message.

Instead of sourly groaning the day away.

29.3.10

Midas Is King, He Holds Me So Tight And Turns Me To Gold In The Sunlight.

I need to stop walking in the rain all the time,
people must think I'm the saddest person in the world.

Songs to walk in the rain to:
London Halflife - Metric
A Stone Would Cry Out - Sam Roberts
I Want You - Kings of Leon

You've said my heart is black,

You say I'm much to dark.

I need to make it clear that

there's no color in my heart.

You say that I'm the girl for you
But somehow, I still make you blue.
And when you bring me up to bed,
the knives we take turn the room red.

25.3.10

If You Could Only See, The Beast You've Made Of Me.

There's a drumming noise inside my head
That starts when you're around.
I swear that you could hear it,
It makes such an almighty sound.

Louder than sirens,
Louder than bells,
Sweeter than heaven,
And hotter than hell.

As I move my feet towards your body,
I can hear this beat.

It fills my head up and gets louder and louder.

5.3.10

"Choose The Highest Bidder" Was My Answer When They Told Me I Was Up For Sale.

This is how it works;

you're young until you're not;
you love until you don't;
you try until you can't;
you laugh until you cry;
you cry until you laugh;

and everyone must breathe,
until their dying breath.

you peer inside yourself,
you take the things you like,
and try to love the things you took,
and then you take that love you made,
and stick it into some--
someone else's heart,
pumping someone else's blood.

and walking arm in arm;
you hope it don't get harmed,
but even if it does,
you'll just do it all again.

On the radio;

We heard November Rain.
That solo's awful long,
but it's a nice refrain.
We listened to it twice,
'cause the dj was asleep.

4.3.10

Why Would I Hitch A Ride When I Can Drive?

I'm not writing about boys anymore.
I never cared before.
So I'm stopping now.
Too much time ;
thought;
feeling
are wasted.

I've fallen in love with the studio.

I've listened to only The Distillers for about a week straight. (I pretty much live every song.)
I got to record the drummer to one of my favorite bands.
I've been in the studio a total of 12 hours since Tuesday and I've spent 10 sleeping.
I am tired and I'm napping right after I post this. (I never nap.)
It's been a good week.

"I'll sleep when I'm dead!"

26.2.10

You Make My Heart Beat Fast.

I've come to realize

you're the only
thing I want.

I'm falling all the way in.

19.2.10

Ain't It Good To Be Back Home?

Now my feet won't touch the ground.
Cold, cold water...
What ya say?

It's such a
perfect
day.

These are the happiest days of my life. The Olympics amaze me
daily and I couldn't imagine not being here right now. I've
never felt such euphoria as walking down Robson
Street. I've seen it at 4pm and 2am and
the wonder that overthrows me is
something I think I'll never
find the same way
again.

Dear Friends; I wish you were here. Although I'm discovering just

how much I admire my solitude. I'm not afraid of loneliness. It's so

good to be alone sometimes. I am one with the world. I can feel the

heart beats of a thousand people wherever I go.

You can't even fathom what I

feel right now. Multiply it by infinity,

take it to the depths of forever and you'll

barely have a glimpse of what I'm talking about.

Even walking to the bus stop after school today was

emotional. I almost cried; my eyes welled up.

Only because I was so happy.

Everyday is perfection.

I can't wait til the morning. I wouldnt wanna change a thing.

Now the sky could be blue.

I don't mind.

Without you it's

a waste of

time.

15.2.10

Quarter Love Notes

The blond hair with blue eyes,
I had sworn you off for good.
I'm thinking I don't know myself
much better than I should.

Damn you little drummer boy,
Your hands beat right on time.
Up against your chest, the way
My heart beats up to mine.

Just love me back, I promise babe,
that I can love you more.
I almost don't know who I truly
wrote these lyrics for.

The empty space inside my head,
The areas that once were dead,
Is where I keep all that I wrote;

A million quarter love notes.

12.2.10

Stop Treading On My Dreams.

Goddamn
how you make me scream and shout
I don't wanna run around my room and pout.
But you make me do it,
and I can't hardly stand it.

You've got my heart,
you know you've always had it!

But now you're so far away,
and there's no way to make you pay.
So I'll go around my room
and break anything I want,
and in my head,

imagine breaking your heart.

You're such a tease,

You're such a jerk,

Why do I waste my time?

I'll make you take back all the things that you said.

7.2.10

You Move Like A Rolling Wave.

Today is a day for sad songs, piano, and French romances.
And although it's already 3 hours into tomorrow,
and while this post is contextually morose,

I find it's one of the best days

I've had in a while.