lace web

inside the mind of every beautiful woman

lies the foreign land of beautifully 

undisturbed lace-webbed thoughts

back home

you brought back that positive perspective back with you

back home to me, when i needed you and it, the most

wanderlust

my cousin is currently in Croatia

it's officially made my bucket list

ruined

this song has ruined me

i hope it'll ruin you too

squatters

looks like ducks aren't going to be the only ones living in our backyard..

you weren't you

last night i dreamed you & your hair came home

absolutely crazy
thought i was somewhere i was not
i had to breathe the oxygen out of a bottle of water

and we never did end up finding Claire

about right, 

days meander by

a month flies

every so often

i just miss this,

seven weeks

From today, life in Saskatchewan will be a lot more convenient.

complications

complications due to things that you've left undone sweetheart

unnecessary, crippling complications

i'm so scared for you

little hell

last night chloe and nik flawlessly played this in the broadway theatre in front of CBC cameras and a crowd of four hundred 

i haven't cried out of pure joy like that in a very long time

i can't wait for this little hell to pass through

tonight a taxi almost took my life, on my favorite street in the city

and tonight, your ring tone will bring me some peace

awesome. yeah.

well, it's a good fucking thing exactly what i fucking knew would happen fucking happened

it has been an amaaazing fucking week so far

thanks for being that fucking happy wax cherry to fucking top it off

this miserable weather has got my cold hands wanting your warm chest

 

i need more friends from different countries

(preferably very south, and a bit east)

mama i went and spent all my hard earned money to feel better about what i did...

if that particular event that occurred this morning were never to ever happen again, i would not object

lord, 

is it too much to ask?

like, bloody hell on earth

inside, out

my god.

baba, you used to be so beautiful inside

and out

i don't have a choice, i still choose you

your mouth is poison

your mouth is wine

if if if

she reminds me of you

aside from her being far more attractive

(sorry)

nonetheless

i suppose i wouldn`t trust my man in her presence either..

to do:

spend a weekend in the walking city of Savannah
preferably with you & your cameras
in no particular hurry

local natives, portugal. the man, yukon blonde, bombay bicycle club etc

25,

tonight as i spent my parents twenty fifth anniversary alone with my mother watching old wedding tapes on VCR, i developed a new found respect for the concept of time

with time, their palpable, unconditional love, has only blossomed

and although cliche, the twenty-three red and two white roses brought tears to both our eyes

i cannot wait to soon hang them to dry, preserving the beautiful skeletons as life slowly leaves them

but not too soon 

relief

nothing seems to give me any relief

help block out

i would

if i could get inked here

soon

lucky one

i'm the lucky one

what's with the eyes in the back of the room?

It's not because I always hold on
It might be I always hold out.

It's not because I always look down
It might be I always look out

It's not because I always give up
It might be I always give out

a thank you

to my musically-snobbish friend

i'm now absolutely in love

either/or :

either i myself have drawn out too many lines

or you just enjoy crossing lines when you happen upon them

i know what you've been through, we don't really need to talk about it

pick up your stitches

better than your riches

think about it

before i snap

i could use a bit of that release

right about now

that late, rainy, beautiful May evening

a thank you to my beautiful friend

for blessing me with an image 

of the exact words i was after

mark

you've left your mark on me

in more ways than one

well, at least now we're matching

henry

human nature

By nature, we do not perceive ourselves or others accurately. We magnify the importance of ourselves and diminish that of others. In the beauty of a clear night, however, we look at the stars and feel ourselves small, unimportant, and at peace. On an objective scale, we sense our insignificance. Somehow the realization comforts us. The return of the illusion hurts us, takes our peace away, allows us to magnify slights, rejections, and humiliations as others challenge the illusion of our self-importance with theirs. It is in our human nature that this be so; it is our task to transcend it.

Barry Grosskopf,  Hidden in Plain Sight 

necessary

was that really necessary?

b

you make ridiculous faces when ever you can

you jump at any opportunity to act half your age

you purposely make yourself as unattractive as possible

you try with all your might, to get on my last nerve frequently

and yet, i'm always going to have a soft spot for you

i'm never going to be able to be dishonest with you

i won't ever forget you, and our ridiculous experiences

rich with the foolishness of our uncanny youth

WHERE IS A BOTTLE OF WINE WHEN YOU NEED IT

beirut

on a rainy day.

i love my life

stay classy

intimacy > pleasure