stranger's disease

"i wish i believed you when you said that this was my home"

1/31/15

 

motion picture soundtrack

red wine and sleeping pills
help me get back to your arms
cheap sex and sad films
help me get where I belong

I think you're crazy, maybe
I think you're crazy, maybe

stop sending letters
letters always get burned
it's not like the movies
they fed us on little white lies

I think you're crazy, maybe
I think you're crazy, maybe

I will see you in the next life

beautiful angel
pulled apart at birth
limbless and helpless
I can't even recognize you

I think you're crazy, maybe

I will see you in the next life

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1/21/15

 

put it out

this place is burning down
the country is on fire
is on fire
is on fire.

with the same seamless words,
we walk through it and
burn our feet,
but i'll let it burn to the ground.

i don't care
nobody cares
why care?
it has all been burnt before

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1/9/15

 

holiday crashers

we were in starbucks 
listening to bob dylan
when they told me the
only thing you wanted was
a good fuck.

and suddenly i 
with all my fucking
experience in life,
felt threatened by a sixteen-year-old.

i guess i didn't want to
hear the stories they had to tell,
i guess they didn't want to
tell them themselves,

something does not feel right
about the way you fuck up
and cry.

this is all too premature
to know, even for me
some good bonds are 
new, i suspect there's 
much more to get to trust you.

i feel ashamed of 
being afraid, i feel
like an idiot for thinking that maybe 
you would want me,
i could like you,

but yet again
you seem to be
just like all the others
who i have met before.

i hope those guys 
were good enough for you
to make stories with them
(because they are also 
my friends)

and hopefully
i'll be there
to see you grow up.

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1/5/15

 

a love letter to the ocean

oh for how long have we been parted!
i guess you never miss me 
as much as i do.
i crave for you every night.

your touch is oh so cold;
staring back at me with the sharpest
kind of weapon salt can offer.
i guess you never understood my reasons.

maybe that's why when i stand too close
your sand pulls my feet beneath,
i wish i would let you swallow me whole,
i wish i could drown in you...

you are the wildest, most precious
deadly beautiful
piece of existence that has ever been.
with you i feel free.

in your company dear i feel
invincible,
light as a feather,
fearless.

this is what you have done to me,
now i don't have you.
but i promise one day
we'll be closer,

we'll be closer to the bottom
to the horizon
to the changing tides.
but the future seems so slow.

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1/2/15

 

08:00 (placebo)

when you dont have the meds around this shit gets hard!!!!

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