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Come On...

All we can do is keep talking, an open exchange of information.

My name is whatever you prefer

My name is whatever you prefer... You said my friends call me insecure... What do they call you at home???

You can tell the sun in his jealous sky...

You'll remember me when the west wind moves
Upon the fields of barley
You'll forget the sun in his jealous sky
As we walk in the fields of gold

So she took her love
For to gaze awhile
Upon the fields of barley
In his arms she fell as her hair came down
Among the fields of gold

Will you stay with me, will you be my love
Among the fields of barley
We'll forget the sun in his jealous sky
As we lie in the fields of gold

See the west wind move like a lover so
Upon the fields of barley
Feel her body rise when you kiss her mouth
Among the fields of gold
I never made promises lightly
And there have been some that I've broken
But I swear in the days still left
We'll walk in the fields of gold
We'll walk in the fields of gold

Many years have passed since those summer days
Among the fields of barley
See the children run as the sun goes down
Among the fields of gold
You'll remember me when the west wind moves
Upon the fields of barley
You can tell the sun in his jealous sky
When we walked in the fields of gold
When we walked in the fields of gold
When we walked in the fields of gold

Tell Him How Handsome He Is

We are all human and that being the case, we are all so very blessed. One of our many blessings is the ability to appreciate beauty. How lucky we are to be able to appreciate aesthetics, and to revel in the glory of beautiful things and beautiful people.
As you walked down the street, did that woman turn your head? Tell her so! Tell her that she looks stunning. Did that boy catch your glance? Tell him how handsome he is.
Don’t wait for a reaction, don’t wait for a response. Continue on your way, and enjoy the adrenaline rush that comes from saying exactly what you’re thinking, and enjoy knowing that you’ve brightened someone’s day by paying them a genuine compliment.
We can all make this world a little brighter by putting our positivity out there! Don’t bottle it up; let out all of those good thoughts and feelings out there, and watch those smiles grow bigger and bolder every day. Building confidence isn’t done overnight, but build your own, and help others as well, and just watch your love spread.

New York Makes You Strong

you may lose the girl. the one whose hair swirls, whose breath you feel all the way to your toes. this will hurt. that’s okay. feel it. the girl you want isn’t in new york anyway; the girl you want wouldn’t live in new york. she’s too tender, too sensitive to the overstimulation, just like you. but you can take it, for a little while. you can learn to put the armor on, & you can learn to take it off. this is how new york makes you strong.

Stop When You Need To Sleep

my fingers when they’re cold. the feeling of my breath filling up my lungs & the feeling of my ribcage expanding. softness. being observant & kind. being honest. all the curves of my body in all of their places. my nose & my ears that never seem to fail me. my voice, & my voice when it cracks– it’s more honest that way. my own energy, radiating; sometimes sad & quiet but always there & present. my shoulder caps, my arms, the sun on my arm, my neck. the soft part of skin between my collar bones that acts like a sort of cave or place to rest, place to rest your head. determination & accepting defeat. mostly just being really fucking determined. keep on going & stop when you need to sleep. repeat.

Like The Trees

Some people need a red carpet rolled out in front of them in order to walk forward into friendship. They can’t see the tiny outstretched hands all around them, everywhere, like leaves on trees.

Love

You think because he doesn’t love you that you are worthless. You think that because he doesn’t want you anymore that he is right — that his judgment and opinion of you are correct. If he throws you out, then you are garbage. You think he belongs to you because you want to belong to him. Don’t. It’s a bad word, ‘belong.’ Especially when you put it with somebody you love. Love shouldn’t be like that. Did you ever see the way the clouds love a mountain? They circle all around it; sometimes you can’t even see the mountain for the clouds. But you know what? You go up top and what do you see? His head. The clouds never cover the head. His head pokes through, beacuse the clouds let him; they don’t wrap him up. They let him keep his head up high, free, with nothing to hide him or bind him. You can’t own a human being. You can’t lose what you don’t own. Suppose you did own him. Could you really love somebody who was absolutely nobody without you? You really want somebody like that? Somebody who falls apart when you walk out the door? You don’t, do you? And neither does he. You’re turning over your whole life to him. Your whole life, girl. And if it means so little to you that you can just give it away, hand it to him, then why should it mean any more to him? He can’t value you more than you value yourself.”

I'm trying..

it’s hard. it’s hard to break a comfort especially when you’ve seen the great negative effects that could come (well, in your mind they WILL come there is no doubt) from breaking this comfort. it’s terrifying & it can make you sick & everyone acts like it’s easy. everyone acts like you’re awful for keeping things where they are. ‘it’s not healthy!’ ‘it’s not….’ not & not & how do you know what it is & what it isn’t. you count. everything. you count. a constant math equation that fails to ever equal a number you find fit. subtract again. rearrage the numbers or rearrange your will. there is never any credit given for trying, trying & failing. better luck next time. ‘it isn’t even hard’. it is one vice created when everything was uncertain so it will forever bring a comforting familiarity. another way to detatch. it’s terrifying to change. especially when you’ve seen the negative effects… ‘i’m trying.’

If you are sad;

If you are sad, ask yourself why you are sad. Then pick up the phone and call someone and tell him or her the answer to the question. If you don’t know anyone, call the operator and tell him or her. Most people don’t know that the operator has to listen, it is a law. Also, the postman is not allowed to go inside your house, but you can talk to him on public property for up to four minutes or until he wants to go, whichever comes first.
— Miranda July

Black Ocean

we are different people now, & continue to become different with each passing moment. these words you read, are they from the “i” of today or the “i” of who will i be when they reach you?

Don't Be Frightened

there are water, there are submarines. they hide hoping not to be seen. they sink, sink, sink. there is air, there are planes. they fly, waiting to go somewhere. destination unknown. there are boats which float & carry people-one place to the next. what’s next? the earth-constantly spinning, constantly changing. every second there is something new. every second there are deaths, there are birthdays. celebration & mourning. celebrate mourning? the deep blue see; endless possibility. the worlds we’ll never know. not now, not now. deep, deep deep. outer space, we’re out of our space. sound waves, meteors & what is that light? drink the stars, dipped into the milky way. oh which way? humans, animals, fishes, & beyond. they all equal out to be the same. there are submarines, there are planes, there are boats, the unexplained. which way? which way? which thing will win? earthquakes, plane crashes. meteors, sinking ships. everything will end some day. it will happen. it will happen. don’t be frightened.

Lachrymosa

are victorian era tear catchers, or tear vials. sometimes worn on a necklace, sometimes merely held, they were used the gather the tears wept by mourners at funerals. one type of lachrymosa had a special top which allowed the tears to evaporate (signifying the time to stop mourning), others had a sealed top to allow the tears to last for a year, at which point they would be poured on the grave of the person whom the tears were wept for.

Know Loneliness.

“don’t attach yourself to anyone who shows you the least bit of attention because you’re lonely. loneliness is the human condition. no one is ever going to fill that space. the best you can do is know yourself… know what you want."
- ingrid magnussen  

To the mountains

there are nights, & there are other nights. we feel our highs, we feel our lows. we feel the sadness crushing our bones. we wallow in our self doubt, what we are & what we’re not. we seek to destroy our selves but what good what that do. open your arms, fill them with happiness. the kind of happiness you can touch. something tangible. fill yourself with the music of your body. feel yourself, each particle. even if you feel you are crawling in your skin. let it crawl. let it shift. embrace it. we write our words, our words are right. they’re the happiness, the sadness inside of ourselves. keep them balanced. you are beautiful & you are living & things will lift you up soon enough. lift you up towards the mountain tops.

There Are Days

There are days when everything seems wrong, when little things just irk you for no good reason. And then there are days like today when the whole world just sings to you from the minute you open your eyes in the morning, till the minute you shut them again at night....

Stand outside my window throwing pebbles;

Me and my stupid pride are sitting here alone
Going through the photographs, staring at the phone
I keep going back over things we both said
And all the things that I misread

So baby, if you know everything
Tell me why you couldn't see
When I left I wanted you to chase after me
I said leave but all I really want is you
To stand outside my window throwing pebbles
Screaming I'm in love with you
Wait there in the pouring rain coming back for more
And don't you leave cause I know
All I need is on the other side of the door

Reapa

Reaper is the best show



Oh em geeeee

Something To Believe

The faces all around me they don't smile they just crack
Waiting for our ship to come but our ships not coming back
We do our time like pennies in a jar
What are we saving for

There's a smell of stale fear that's reeking from our skins.
The drinking never stops because the drinks absolve our sins
We sit and grow our roots into the floor
But what are we waiting for?

So give me something to believe
Cause I am living just to breathe
And I need something more
To keep on breathing for
So give me something to believe

Something's always coming you can hear it in the ground
It swells into the air
With the rising
Rising sound
And never comes but shakes the boards and rattles all the doors
What are we waiting for

I am hiding from some beast
But the beast was always here
Watching without eyes
Because the beast is just my fear
That I am just nothing
Now its just what I've become
What am I waiting for, it's already done

Glitch

Some things are easier said then done.

Gonna Watch The Blue Winds Roll

When I wake up this morning
Tell ya what I'm going to do
Going to pack my suitcases honey
Going to leave with you
Down to Austin
Yes I'm going down to see the town hang around down in Austin
Yeah I'm going down to Austin going down to watch the armadillos rootin
Armadillos rootin all around

Well now when I get down to Austin
I'm going to sit right down
Yeah I'm going to drink some of those lone star beers honey
Going to hang around down in Austin
Yes I'm going down to see the town hang around down in Austin
Yeah I'm going down to Austin going down to watch the armadillos rootin
Armadillos rootin all around

Well when I get down to Austin
Tell ya where I'm going to go
Going down to the railways
I'm gonna watch the blue winds roll
Down to Austin
Yes I'm going down to see the town hang around down in Austin
Yeah I'm going down to Austin going down to watch the armadillos rootin'
Armadillos rootin' all around

When I'm going down to Austin
Tell ya what I'm going to do
Going to pack my suitcases honey
Going to leave with you
Down to Austin
Yes I'm going down to see the town hang around down in Austin
Well I'm going down to Austin going down to watch the armadillos rootin
Armadillos rootin all around
Well I'm going down to Austin going down to watch the armadillos rootin
Armadillos rootin all around
Well I'm going down to Austin going down to watch the armadillos rootin
Armadillos rootin all around

Hey Armadillo

Hey armadillo what you doing in the garden
Slumbering and spherical, you're always hanging around
Leather on the outside but a delicate interior
Very like a lot of human beings I have found

Hey armadillo I can't tell which way you're facing
Maybe that's a good thing, maybe you don't even know
No one's gonna bother you if they can't find your front end
There again I guess you find your love life rather slow

In the armadillo circle
In that armour-plated set
The philosophy is simple
What you see ain't what you get
In the armadillo culture
In that well-protected creed
A solid hide to hide in
Is the only thing you need
Hey armadillo

Hey armadillo what you doing in the desert
Is a life of burrowing the answer to it all
What I would give to leave my problems six feet underground
And always be the perfect shape to be, and have, a ball

I Can Break And Take It With A Smile

I catalog these steps now
Decisive and intentioned
Precise and patterned specifically to yours.
I'm talented at breathing
Especially exhaling
So that my chest will rise and fall with yours

I'm careful not to wake you
Fearing conversation
It's better just to hold you
And keep you pacified
I'm talented with reason
I cover all the angles
I can fail before I ever try

Try to understand there's an old mistake that fools will make
And I'm the king of them, pushing everything that's good away
Wont you hold me now (I will not bend I will not break)
Wont you hold me now (I will not bend I will not break)
I am fairly agile
I can bend and not break
Or I can break and take it with a smile
And I am so resilient
I recover quickly
I'll convince you soon that I am fine

Man You Oughta See Her Fly

She loved him like he was the last man on earth
Gave him everything she ever had
He'd break her spirit down
Then come lovin' up on her
Give a little
Then take it back

She'd tell him 'bout her dreams
He'd just shoot 'em down
Lord he loved to make her cry
You're crazy for believing you'll ever leave the ground
He said only angels know how to fly

And with a broken wing
She still sings
She keeps an eye on the sky
With a broken wing
She carries her dreams
Man you oughta see her fly

Silly Woman Come Here Let Me Hold You

Baby why you wanna cry?
You really oughta know that I
Just have to walk away sometimes

We're gonna do what lovers do
We're gonna have a fight or two
But I ain't ever changing my mind

Crazy girl, don't you know that I love you?
I wouldn't dream of going nowhere
Silly woman come here let me hold you
Have I told you lately I love you like crazy, girl?

I wouldn't last a single day
I'd probably just fade away
Without you I'd lose my mind

Before you ever came along
I was living life all wrong
The smartest thing I ever did was make you all mine

Crazy girl, don't you know that I love you?
I wouldn't dream of going nowhere
Silly woman, come here let me hold you
Have I told you lately I love you like crazy, girl?
Like crazy, girl

Crazy girl, don't you know that I love you?
I wouldn't dream of going nowhere
Silly woman come here let me hold you
Have I told you lately I love you like

Crazy girl, don't you know that I love you?
I wouldn't dream of going nowhere
Silly woman come here let me hold you
Have I told you lately I love you like crazy, girl?

Like crazy
Crazy girl

I Wish You Were Here

I dig my toes into the sand
The ocean looks like a thousand diamonds strewn 
across a blue blanket
I lean against the wind, pretend that I am weightless
And in this moment I am happy