[10:31] fred: olivia
[10:31] me: fred.
[10:31] fred: what’s with all the emo kid poetry on your blog?
[10:31] me: i’m going nuts
[10:31] me: and it’s all that comes out
[10:31] me: :(
[10:31] fred: Is this the kind of nuts that going to six flags will fix?
[10:31] me: probably
[10:32] me: when are we going?
[10:32] fred: Whenever
[10:32] fred: Just don’t ask jay or dan for timelines
[10:32] me: ok
i long for the days
of sunshine
and spotted minds
and time standing
still in our eyes
for some time now
i’ve felt
your fingers on
my cheeks
filling me
with warmth
blending our souls
like the tides
that blend the earth
so i long
for that day in time
when i shine
in your eyes
and you shine
in mine
sometimes i simply suck at writing, but feel moved by music. music is the biggest turn on to me, in many ways. and so on the days i can’t write, i can at least share something with you that moves me, and hopefully in turn, moves you.
Joseph walked on and on
The sunset went down and down
Coldness cooled their desire
And Dawn said, ‘Let’s build a fire’
The sun dressed the trees in green
And Joe said, ‘I feel like a King’
And Dawn’s neck and her feet were bare
Sweetness in her golden hair
Said, ‘I’m not scared’
Turned to her and smiled
Secrets in his eyes
Sweetness of desire
Is this desire
Enough enough
To lift us higher
To lift above?
Hour-long, by hour, may we two stand
When we’re dead, between these lands
The sun set behind his eyes
And Joe said, ‘Is this desire?’
Is this desire
Enough enough
To lift us higher
To lift above?
Is this desire
Enough enough
Enough inside
Is this desire
…pj harvey…
i’m so busy. my boss is out this week, unexpectedly. i’m doing her job and my own, but of course at my shitty hourly rate. but i’m gonna make the best of this. i intend on having a great week, accomplishing a lot, and being happy. remind me of that when my head starts hurting from stress.
how do you face being alone after 64 years of love? how do you process your daily life, knowing that one day soon, your heartbeat will stop and your soulmate will be left without you? what do you tell that person you spend every day with at the end? how do you compile your life to move around you? and does it actually wait for you to let go? too many questions…
breezy, ocean side, i love this town
each day i can smell the flow of the tide
reaching out to me, reminding me to breathe
heart beating with waves pounding
begging me to never go home
inspiration in the light
twice with your palms open
and your wild eyes, i thought
you might understand, in the light
but it seems the dark always overtakes the night
first went wrong is hard to find
we’re paralyzed, we apologize
our hell is a good life
last went wrong, where’s my prize under the lights
can we call it in?
we’ll be on the road
can we stop?
when we stop my back will turn your face toward the fence
what i thought it was it isn’t now
all this weight, is honest worse
we’re moderate, we modernize
till our hell is a good life
all we know what to forget… how to do right
coloring in the black hole
can’t we stop? when we stop
my hands will shake, my eyes will burn
my throat will ache, watching you turn
from me toward your friends
what i thought it was it isn’t now
what i thought it was it isn’t
punishment to stall what is done
what i thought was in is missing out
what i thought it was it isn’t now
there’s a pattern in the system
there’s a bullet in the gun
that’s why i tried to save you
but it can’t be done
…emily haines…
deep in the dark of your mind, what are you doing to me?
if i were a posable doll, how would you place me?
write. even if it’s a sentence a day. even if it’s meaningless to everyone but me. this is for happiness.
there is nothing more beautiful than connecting with a person on every level then touching their skin to feel those connections come alive.