HAPPY NEW YEARS :')
Friday, December 31, 2010
Wednesday, December 29, 2010
4tune
Maybe if we met each other under a different sky
Maybe then things would be much better between you and I
We can always hold on to this one special thing we share
But it would be to much for us to bare
So lets have
One last kiss
One last touch
One last tender moment between us
One last dance to our first song
While pretending there's nothing wrong
Let's lay here for a while and cherish every moment we're in denial
We both know it's better if we just let it go
Maybe then things would be much better between you and I
We can always hold on to this one special thing we share
But it would be to much for us to bare
So lets have
One last kiss
One last touch
One last tender moment between us
One last dance to our first song
While pretending there's nothing wrong
Let's lay here for a while and cherish every moment we're in denial
We both know it's better if we just let it go
Sunday, December 26, 2010
Traphik's Insecure Girls
She was a young preteen obsessed with magazines
Always watched the model scene on the television screen
Looked up in the mirror and the only thing she seen
Was a fat and ugly body never thought she was queen
Squeezed into her jeans and all she could was scream
Spent all her daddy's money on the lotions and the creams
Man she spent a fortune never had reinforcement
Daddy never hugged her cause her parents were divorced and
When she ate she forced it, or cut it into portions
Then spent the rest of the night just clutchin to the porcelain
She used to be so pure but she gave the intercourse
To a dude that's abusive cause she feels so insecure
He's cheatin and he beats her but they never gonna break up
Cause when her eyes are black and blue she just covers it make up
The companies be lyin just so they can get they cake up
Come on baby look you're beautiful, you need to wake up
Always watched the model scene on the television screen
Looked up in the mirror and the only thing she seen
Was a fat and ugly body never thought she was queen
Squeezed into her jeans and all she could was scream
Spent all her daddy's money on the lotions and the creams
Man she spent a fortune never had reinforcement
Daddy never hugged her cause her parents were divorced and
When she ate she forced it, or cut it into portions
Then spent the rest of the night just clutchin to the porcelain
She used to be so pure but she gave the intercourse
To a dude that's abusive cause she feels so insecure
He's cheatin and he beats her but they never gonna break up
Cause when her eyes are black and blue she just covers it make up
The companies be lyin just so they can get they cake up
Come on baby look you're beautiful, you need to wake up
Tuesday, December 21, 2010
u n d f t d
I'll be singing you this, telling you this, rapping you this, texting you this
Tell them you told me that I would be nothing
Tell them why the fuck you out here bluffing
I tried to tell you babe
You didn't believe me, but now you gonna see this day
Cause I'm at the top
I can't be stopped
This shit not in ya
Hold ya car
I don't wanna be where you are
Cause I'm living like a fucking star
I told you, I told you, I told you I would be famous baby
You told me, you told me, you told me that I was crazy baby
Bitch look at me now
Bitch look - bitch look at me now
Bitch look at me now
Bitch look - bitch look at me now
I told you, I told you, I told you I would be famous baby
You told me, you told me, you told me that I was crazy baby
Bitch look at me now
Bitch look - bitch look at me now
Bitch look at me now
Bitch look - bitch look at me now
Told you not to fuck me.
Don't ever tell me I can't do something.
Tell them you told me that I would be nothing
Tell them why the fuck you out here bluffing
I tried to tell you babe
You didn't believe me, but now you gonna see this day
Cause I'm at the top
I can't be stopped
This shit not in ya
Hold ya car
I don't wanna be where you are
Cause I'm living like a fucking star
I told you, I told you, I told you I would be famous baby
You told me, you told me, you told me that I was crazy baby
Bitch look at me now
Bitch look - bitch look at me now
Bitch look at me now
Bitch look - bitch look at me now
I told you, I told you, I told you I would be famous baby
You told me, you told me, you told me that I was crazy baby
Bitch look at me now
Bitch look - bitch look at me now
Bitch look at me now
Bitch look - bitch look at me now
Told you not to fuck me.
Don't ever tell me I can't do something.
Sunday, December 19, 2010
Friday, December 17, 2010
In a Bar in Tokyo
The Japanese journalist asks the usual question: 'What are your favourite writers?'
And I give my usual answer: 'Jorge Amado, Jorge Luis Borges, William Blake and Henry Miller.'
The interpreter looks at me in amazement:
'Henry Miller?'
At the end of the interview, I ask her why she was so surprised by response.
'No, I'm not criticizing Henry Miller. I'm a fan of his too. Did you know that he was married to a Japanese woman?'
I had plans to go see Henry Miller, but he died before I had saved enough money for the trip.
'The Japanese woman is called Hoki,' I said proudly.
She asks, 'Would you like to meet her tonight?'
Of course I would like to meet someone who once lived with one of my idols. I imagine she must receive visitors and requests for interviews from all over the world; after all, she lived with Miller for nearly ten years. Surely she won't want to waste her time on a mere fan? But if the translator says it's possible, I had better take her word for it.
I spend the rest of the day anxiously waiting. We get in a taxi, and everything starts to seem very strange. We stop in a street where the sun probably never shines, because a railway viaduct passes right over it. The translator points to a second-rate bar on the second floor of a crumbling building.
We go up some stairs, enter a deserted bar, and there is Hoki Miller.
To conceal my surprise, I exaggerate my enthusiasm for her ex-husband. She takes to a room in the back, where she has created a little museum - a few photos, two or three signed watercolours, a book with a dedication written in it and nothing more. She tells me that she met him when she was studying for an MA in Los Angeles and that, in order to make ends meet, she used to play piano in a restaurant and sing French songs (in Japanese). Miller had supper there once and he loved the songs; they went out a few times, and he asked her to marry him.
I see that there is piano in the bar - as if she were returning to the past, to the day when they first met. She tells me some wonderful stories about the life together, about problems that arose from differences (Miller was over fifty, and Hoki not yet twenty), about the time they spent together. She explains that the heirs from his other marriages inherited everything, including rights to the books, but that this didn't matter because the experience of being with him outweighed any monetary compensation.
I ask her to play the same song that first caught Miller's attention all those years ago. She does this with tears in her eyes, and sings 'Autumn Leaves' ('Feuilles mortes')
The translator and I are moved too. The bar, the piano, the voice of that Japanese woman echoing through the empty room, not caring about the success of the other ex-wives, or the rivers of money that must flow from Miller's books, or the international fame she could be enjoying right now.
'There was no point in squabbling over the inheritance: love was enough,' she said at last, sensing what we feeling.
Yes, in the light of that complete absence of bitterness or rancour, I think love really was enough.
And I give my usual answer: 'Jorge Amado, Jorge Luis Borges, William Blake and Henry Miller.'
The interpreter looks at me in amazement:
'Henry Miller?'
At the end of the interview, I ask her why she was so surprised by response.
'No, I'm not criticizing Henry Miller. I'm a fan of his too. Did you know that he was married to a Japanese woman?'
I had plans to go see Henry Miller, but he died before I had saved enough money for the trip.
'The Japanese woman is called Hoki,' I said proudly.
She asks, 'Would you like to meet her tonight?'
Of course I would like to meet someone who once lived with one of my idols. I imagine she must receive visitors and requests for interviews from all over the world; after all, she lived with Miller for nearly ten years. Surely she won't want to waste her time on a mere fan? But if the translator says it's possible, I had better take her word for it.
I spend the rest of the day anxiously waiting. We get in a taxi, and everything starts to seem very strange. We stop in a street where the sun probably never shines, because a railway viaduct passes right over it. The translator points to a second-rate bar on the second floor of a crumbling building.
We go up some stairs, enter a deserted bar, and there is Hoki Miller.
To conceal my surprise, I exaggerate my enthusiasm for her ex-husband. She takes to a room in the back, where she has created a little museum - a few photos, two or three signed watercolours, a book with a dedication written in it and nothing more. She tells me that she met him when she was studying for an MA in Los Angeles and that, in order to make ends meet, she used to play piano in a restaurant and sing French songs (in Japanese). Miller had supper there once and he loved the songs; they went out a few times, and he asked her to marry him.
I see that there is piano in the bar - as if she were returning to the past, to the day when they first met. She tells me some wonderful stories about the life together, about problems that arose from differences (Miller was over fifty, and Hoki not yet twenty), about the time they spent together. She explains that the heirs from his other marriages inherited everything, including rights to the books, but that this didn't matter because the experience of being with him outweighed any monetary compensation.
I ask her to play the same song that first caught Miller's attention all those years ago. She does this with tears in her eyes, and sings 'Autumn Leaves' ('Feuilles mortes')
The translator and I are moved too. The bar, the piano, the voice of that Japanese woman echoing through the empty room, not caring about the success of the other ex-wives, or the rivers of money that must flow from Miller's books, or the international fame she could be enjoying right now.
'There was no point in squabbling over the inheritance: love was enough,' she said at last, sensing what we feeling.
Yes, in the light of that complete absence of bitterness or rancour, I think love really was enough.
Thursday, December 16, 2010
Point blank
Some days you will wake up and you feel sad without knowing why. Like you lost something every precious, but you forgot what it was, or like you miss someone you never met.
This is one of those days for me.
This is one of those days for me.
Sunday, December 12, 2010
Fathom
I stopped checking for monsters, ghosts and the make-believe before I go to bed when i realized the monster was inside of me.
Saturday, December 11, 2010
The colour of the sunset and the glimmer in your eyes
I don't know where we're going and I don't know who we are but i feel that there is no reason to live without you.
Thursday, December 2, 2010
020
If you have food in your fridge, clothes on your back, a roof over your head and a place to sleep, you are richer than 70% of the world.
If you have money in the bank, in your wallet and some spare change, you are among the top 8% of the world's wealthy.
If you woke up this morning with more health than illness, you are more blessed than the million that will not survive this week.
If you have not experienced the danger of a battle, loneliness of imprisonment, agony of torture or pangs of starvation, you are luckier than the 500 million who are alive and suffering.
If you can see the world before your eyes, you are more privileged than the 45 million who are blind.
If you can read this message, you are more fortunate than the 3 billion in the world who cannot read this at all.
Count your blessings.
If you have money in the bank, in your wallet and some spare change, you are among the top 8% of the world's wealthy.
If you woke up this morning with more health than illness, you are more blessed than the million that will not survive this week.
If you have not experienced the danger of a battle, loneliness of imprisonment, agony of torture or pangs of starvation, you are luckier than the 500 million who are alive and suffering.
If you can see the world before your eyes, you are more privileged than the 45 million who are blind.
If you can read this message, you are more fortunate than the 3 billion in the world who cannot read this at all.
Count your blessings.
Wednesday, December 1, 2010
Postcards From Far Away
I always wonder why birds choose to stay in the same place when they can fly anywhere.
Then I ask myself the same question.
Then I ask myself the same question.
Tuesday, November 30, 2010
Friday, November 26, 2010
Rock It Like It's Spring Break
I'm sick of working
I'm sick of school
I'm sick of haters
They ain't that cool, you ain't that cool
I'm sick of being so stuck in life
I need a drink,
Who's going out with me tonight?
I'm tired of drama
I'm tired of lies
I'm tired of stressing myself at night
I'm tired of hearing this world say "No"
I need to make some bad decisions,
Here I GO
I'm sick of school
I'm sick of haters
They ain't that cool, you ain't that cool
I'm sick of being so stuck in life
I need a drink,
Who's going out with me tonight?
I'm tired of drama
I'm tired of lies
I'm tired of stressing myself at night
I'm tired of hearing this world say "No"
I need to make some bad decisions,
Here I GO
Thursday, November 11, 2010
Slam
When I met her it was raining, the type the day that you stay in
I didn't have an umbrella, so i use myself as a cover
She had a smile of an angel and her eyes were so beautiful
I could see her in my future
Where did she go?
I wish I would have never came outside that day
Cause I fell in love when I looked into her eyes that day
It never mattered if the sun is shining bright
Then things would be so different in my life
I wish it would rain, rain down on me now
Go back to that day, feel the rain down on me
I just wanna feel the rain drops on my head
Hold her real close and never let her go
Bring the rain back. Can you please bring the rain back?
I didn't have an umbrella, so i use myself as a cover
She had a smile of an angel and her eyes were so beautiful
I could see her in my future
Where did she go?
I wish I would have never came outside that day
Cause I fell in love when I looked into her eyes that day
It never mattered if the sun is shining bright
Then things would be so different in my life
I wish it would rain, rain down on me now
Go back to that day, feel the rain down on me
I just wanna feel the rain drops on my head
Hold her real close and never let her go
Bring the rain back. Can you please bring the rain back?
Saturday, November 6, 2010
Solbeam
fall in love or fall in hate.
get inspired or get depressed.
make babies or make art.
speak the truth or lie and cheat.
dance on table or sit in the corner.
life is divine chaos. embrace it.
forgive yourself. breathe.
and enjoy the ride...
get inspired or get depressed.
make babies or make art.
speak the truth or lie and cheat.
dance on table or sit in the corner.
life is divine chaos. embrace it.
forgive yourself. breathe.
and enjoy the ride...
Tuesday, November 2, 2010
I'm Not Moving
'Cause if one day you wake up and find that you're missing me
And your heart starts to wonder where on this earth I could be
Thinking maybe you'll come back here to the place that we'd meet
You'll see me waiting for you on our corner of the street
And your heart starts to wonder where on this earth I could be
Thinking maybe you'll come back here to the place that we'd meet
You'll see me waiting for you on our corner of the street
Friday, October 29, 2010
Oceanlab | Sirens of the Sea
You have nothing to prove,
But you're trying much too hard.
Stop trying to change me.
I am what I am.
No, I don't need you to save me.
I don't want you to show me
Because I stand where I stand.
I just need you to know me
For the person I am.
But you're trying much too hard.
Stop trying to change me.
I am what I am.
No, I don't need you to save me.
I don't want you to show me
Because I stand where I stand.
I just need you to know me
For the person I am.
Thursday, October 28, 2010
Thursday, October 21, 2010
Wednesday, October 13, 2010
Sunday, October 10, 2010
Solitariness
I would sit behind an apartment window viewing a city's busy night. With a glass of wine or any alcohol, I would drink to temporarily mend the pain. In seclusion, the speakers play some jazz blues to occupy the silence. I would sit there knowing that couples' pinnacle of love and happiness were being created and left every minute in the world before my eyes. I know that the person who I love is beside a lucky other and the only thing I could do is imagine what it would be if they were mine. With that, I would fall asleep and wake up to stale tears on my cheeks.
Saturday, October 9, 2010
jazzMB
You give your hand to me and then you say good-bye. I watch you walk away beside the lucky guy. You'll never never know the one who loves you so. Well, you don't know me.
Tuesday, October 5, 2010
Sunday, October 3, 2010
LNsummer'10
you taught me and made me realise that when two people are together age is nothing more than a number
Friday, October 1, 2010
Tuesday, September 28, 2010
Days of Summer
You can't ascribe great
cosmic significance to a simple
earthly event.
Coincidence.
That's all anything ever is.
Nothing more than coincidence.
There are no miracles.
There's no such thing as fate.
Nothing is meant to be.
Monday, September 27, 2010
Sunday, September 26, 2010
Seek
zai yue guang xia yi zhi zhao xun na xiang nian de shen ying
fo gnikniht m'i taht etteuohlis taht rof thgilnoom eht rednu gnihcraes peek i
Friday, September 24, 2010
As I close my eyes I start thinking things
When I close my eyes only you I see with another man
This is killing me
I am your man but only when you're lonely
If I was to bounce that's when you'd want me
I'm tired of being all alone
Since you won't call me on the phone
All you gotta do is call out my name
You know I'll be there for you
You keep me running
Oh baby you got me sprung
Baby don't have to think about it
All you gotta do
Is think of me…
This is killing me
I am your man but only when you're lonely
If I was to bounce that's when you'd want me
I'm tired of being all alone
Since you won't call me on the phone
All you gotta do is call out my name
You know I'll be there for you
You keep me running
Oh baby you got me sprung
Baby don't have to think about it
All you gotta do
Is think of me…
Thursday, September 23, 2010
See You In That
If you believe that you belong to him
Promise me, you won't let anyone hurt you
Remember, I will always be here for you
Even if it kills me to see you in that wedding dress
Promise me, you won't let anyone hurt you
Remember, I will always be here for you
Even if it kills me to see you in that wedding dress
Wednesday, September 22, 2010
Hrmmmmm... Moi.
Just because I say that I think that you deserve better doesn't mean I'm in love with you. It just simply means what is said. Not that there are messages hidden within the sentence.
You. Deserve. Better.
Experimental juxtaposition. A small percentage thinks it should be...
You. Deserve. Better.
Experimental juxtaposition. A small percentage thinks it should be...
Tuesday, September 21, 2010
Saturday, September 18, 2010
Thursday, September 16, 2010
Came to a realisation
I know why I just wouldn't let it go. You said you loved me, but not anymore. I had been given a chance that was being concealed with the lies you told me so you wouldn't be exposed. I thought, if I was given that chance, why couldn't I get it back? A second chance. Naive.
One day, out of no where I wrote you a letter. I closed my eyes, took a deep breath, and I let go. A while after I gave you that letter, I realised why I wouldn't let go. I finally understood. I was so scared. It was because I was scared of letting go of the memories, the feelings, the one thing that everyone looks for in life - love. I didn't know what it was at first until I had passed what I feared. You had moved on and now it was my turn. I defeated it.
Sometimes in life, people let go, they move on and let go of the past. You let go to allow something better to come in your life. Some people were meant to fall in love with each other but not meant to be together. Letting go doesn't mean you give up, but rather accepting that there are things that cannot be. Pain and misfortune touches everyone, always try to turn it into something positive.
I may have said I wish I had never met you, but that's not true. Despite the pain, I'm very thankful to have met you. Grateful.
Slowly I'm unraveling things, understanding and mapping my own soul. Learning life lessons. This was one that I mustn't forget.
One day, out of no where I wrote you a letter. I closed my eyes, took a deep breath, and I let go. A while after I gave you that letter, I realised why I wouldn't let go. I finally understood. I was so scared. It was because I was scared of letting go of the memories, the feelings, the one thing that everyone looks for in life - love. I didn't know what it was at first until I had passed what I feared. You had moved on and now it was my turn. I defeated it.
Sometimes in life, people let go, they move on and let go of the past. You let go to allow something better to come in your life. Some people were meant to fall in love with each other but not meant to be together. Letting go doesn't mean you give up, but rather accepting that there are things that cannot be. Pain and misfortune touches everyone, always try to turn it into something positive.
I may have said I wish I had never met you, but that's not true. Despite the pain, I'm very thankful to have met you. Grateful.
Slowly I'm unraveling things, understanding and mapping my own soul. Learning life lessons. This was one that I mustn't forget.
Wednesday, September 15, 2010
Not enough change in the pocket
the worst part about loving you is
loving you
the only thing worse than that is
you loving someone else
i wake up each morning
the first thing that comes to my head is
it should be:
my arms holding you
my lips against yours
my heat keeping you warm each night
my hand being held by yours
not that fool who decided to hurt you
loving you
the only thing worse than that is
you loving someone else
i wake up each morning
the first thing that comes to my head is
you
and you with that cuntit should be:
my arms holding you
my lips against yours
my heat keeping you warm each night
my hand being held by yours
not that fool who decided to hurt you
Sunday, September 12, 2010
Give me these last few moments
So I know, know it's the end
End of our love
End of a friend
But before you go
Tell me would you mind
Giving me one, one more night
Can I hold you tonight?
One last time
Before the fire goes out
And this love dies
Can I hold you tonight?
One last time
End of our love
End of a friend
But before you go
Tell me would you mind
Giving me one, one more night
Can I hold you tonight?
One last time
Before the fire goes out
And this love dies
Can I hold you tonight?
One last time
Thursday, September 9, 2010
Melt The Snow
You see, love at first, it's summer time
That's when you think that everything's fine
No one ever thinks it's gonna end
But when things go wrong and winter comes
You're gonna need to run to someone
Left alone you'll just freeze up again
But you should know
When it gets too cold
You're not alone
I'll Melt The Snow
That's when you think that everything's fine
No one ever thinks it's gonna end
But when things go wrong and winter comes
You're gonna need to run to someone
Left alone you'll just freeze up again
But you should know
When it gets too cold
You're not alone
I'll Melt The Snow
Tuesday, September 7, 2010
Saturday, September 4, 2010
Brutha
I've been asking myself this question
Over and over again
Is love a game that no matter
How hard i try, i'll never win?
It's like tryna write a love story
But runnin' out of ink in the pen, suspense
Like a fairy tale beginning
But you never find out how it ends
So i often wonder if i'll ever
if i'll ever find true love
Like the sun has summer, rain has thunder
What am i afraid of?
If i'm afraid to love
Or if i'm afraid of love
I wanna know
'cause if i'm afraid to love
Then how will ever find the one?
How will i ever find the one?
The one, the one, the one
How will i ever find the one?
The one
Tell me why is it the closer
That i get, i run away?
It's like standing in the mirror
And my reflection looks the other way
Outside i'm smiling
But the truth is that i'm crying inside, i'm tryin'
It's like tryna write the perfect song
But i can't come up with the last line
Over and over again
Is love a game that no matter
How hard i try, i'll never win?
It's like tryna write a love story
But runnin' out of ink in the pen, suspense
Like a fairy tale beginning
But you never find out how it ends
So i often wonder if i'll ever
if i'll ever find true love
Like the sun has summer, rain has thunder
What am i afraid of?
If i'm afraid to love
Or if i'm afraid of love
I wanna know
'cause if i'm afraid to love
Then how will ever find the one?
How will i ever find the one?
The one, the one, the one
How will i ever find the one?
The one
Tell me why is it the closer
That i get, i run away?
It's like standing in the mirror
And my reflection looks the other way
Outside i'm smiling
But the truth is that i'm crying inside, i'm tryin'
It's like tryna write the perfect song
But i can't come up with the last line
Thursday, September 2, 2010
MP&CS
goodbye to the old me
goodbye to the minutes and seconds and hours
hello to the new me
i like how this feels so close the door
close the door
hey, close the door
close the door, hey
goodbye to the minutes and seconds and hours
hello to the new me
i like how this feels so close the door
close the door
hey, close the door
close the door, hey
Thursday, August 26, 2010
Monday, August 23, 2010
vulnerability
if i let my guard down to you. really try. give the real show. i know i'll get hurt.
so... i'll always have my guard up to you. i won't let myself get hurt by you. because, i know in the end, the scars will be deeper than the memories.
yes, i know that
so... i'll always have my guard up to you. i won't let myself get hurt by you. because, i know in the end, the scars will be deeper than the memories.
yes, i know that
to get something that you have never had,
you have to do something you have never done.
you have to do something you have never done.
Sunday, August 22, 2010
successful
i want the money, money and the cars
cars and the clothes, the hoes, i suppose
i just want to be, i just want to be successful
i just want to be, i just want to be successful
cars and the clothes, the hoes, i suppose
i just want to be, i just want to be successful
i just want to be, i just want to be successful
put success first before women
focus on success
once becoming successful
all the women will come to you without even trying
yes, they're also known the hoes
(LOL)
focus on success
once becoming successful
all the women will come to you without even trying
yes, they're also known the hoes
(LOL)
Tuesday, August 10, 2010
Monday, August 9, 2010
Yeah, it's okay
i heard his voice, i knew you were there
i could smell the smoke from outside
i came all the way when i was this damned sick
you didn't even bother answering your door
been to the doctors three days in a row and had 7 different medications
and had a bad reaction to one of the seven
i can't believe you just left me standing at your door like that
should of kicked your door and hit your windows harder
should have returned your call three hours later as i originally planned
i thought you wouldn't have done me wrongly
but you did
i could smell the smoke from outside
i came all the way when i was this damned sick
you didn't even bother answering your door
been to the doctors three days in a row and had 7 different medications
and had a bad reaction to one of the seven
i can't believe you just left me standing at your door like that
should of kicked your door and hit your windows harder
should have returned your call three hours later as i originally planned
i thought you wouldn't have done me wrongly
but you did
Tuesday, August 3, 2010
Sunday, August 1, 2010
Monday, July 19, 2010
016
i believe in imaginary numbers and telephone numbers.
i believe in conjugating french verbs and french kisses.
i believe in every religion and every god ever invented.
i believe in psionics and biology, anatomy & astrology.
because:
300 miles is nothing; $50 is nothing; 6 hours is nothing.
je suis à toi. tu es à moi. i am yours, and you are mine.
i worship the church in your heart, your ribcage chapel.
together we defy scientific laws like gravity & distance.
i believe in the art of love.
i believe in a love for art.
i believe in a life without you,
but if i ever had to live one,
i'd rather believe in death.
because:
i believe in you,
you believe in me
& i have faith in us
i believe in conjugating french verbs and french kisses.
i believe in every religion and every god ever invented.
i believe in psionics and biology, anatomy & astrology.
because:
300 miles is nothing; $50 is nothing; 6 hours is nothing.
je suis à toi. tu es à moi. i am yours, and you are mine.
i worship the church in your heart, your ribcage chapel.
together we defy scientific laws like gravity & distance.
i believe in the art of love.
i believe in a love for art.
i believe in a life without you,
but if i ever had to live one,
i'd rather believe in death.
because:
i believe in you,
you believe in me
& i have faith in us
- ChloroformBoy
Sunday, July 18, 2010
Saturday, July 17, 2010
ohcasin
what are you to me?
i don't know how to answer that question
but all i know is that i want you in my life
i'm not asking for much
i just want you to be you, and to be in my life
i may have a thing for you
that's if you consider every time i see you i want to kiss you
then, yes i may have thing for you
you deserve more
but i know it's not my job to do that
i don't know how to answer that question
but all i know is that i want you in my life
i'm not asking for much
i just want you to be you, and to be in my life
i may have a thing for you
that's if you consider every time i see you i want to kiss you
then, yes i may have thing for you
you deserve more
but i know it's not my job to do that
Saturday, July 10, 2010
Friday, July 9, 2010
Roses.
I was already there
standing there like a shadow.
I was already there
always ready to catch you.
But you'll never know
how much it hurts
to know that your love
won't be returned.
I was already there
knowing that I'll never have you.
Cause your love's just like roses.
Beautiful, but when I try to hold it
the thorns cut me every time.
Don't know why I even try.
Still I can't stop reaching for it.
I was already there
loving you since the first day.
I was already there
still you never looked my way
You've never seen
how long i waited.
And how much i dreamed
my life away.
Wishing you could be here
but I know it's impossible.
Cause your love is just like roses.
Beautiful, but when I try to hold it
the thorns cute me every time.
Don't know why I even try.
Still I can't stop reaching for it.
While he gets your love everyday
I guess I'll never know it
Cause your love is just like roses.
Beautiful, but when I try to hold it
the thorns cute me every time.
Don't know why I even try.
Still I can't stop reaching for it.
Roses
So beautiful
Yeah
But I'll never hold it.
standing there like a shadow.
I was already there
always ready to catch you.
But you'll never know
how much it hurts
to know that your love
won't be returned.
I was already there
knowing that I'll never have you.
Cause your love's just like roses.
Beautiful, but when I try to hold it
the thorns cut me every time.
Don't know why I even try.
Still I can't stop reaching for it.
I was already there
loving you since the first day.
I was already there
still you never looked my way
You've never seen
how long i waited.
And how much i dreamed
my life away.
Wishing you could be here
but I know it's impossible.
Cause your love is just like roses.
Beautiful, but when I try to hold it
the thorns cute me every time.
Don't know why I even try.
Still I can't stop reaching for it.
While he gets your love everyday
I guess I'll never know it
Cause your love is just like roses.
Beautiful, but when I try to hold it
the thorns cute me every time.
Don't know why I even try.
Still I can't stop reaching for it.
Roses
So beautiful
Yeah
But I'll never hold it.
Wednesday, July 7, 2010
Tuesday, July 6, 2010
Monday, July 5, 2010
Sunday, July 4, 2010
Tuesday, June 29, 2010
007
There are so many people out there who will say
"You can't do it"
What you've got to do is turn around and say
"Watch me"
"You can't do it"
What you've got to do is turn around and say
"Watch me"
Tuesday, May 25, 2010
Tuesday, May 4, 2010
Wednesday, April 28, 2010
Tuesday, April 27, 2010
i just haven't met you yet
i just want to run away, hand in hand with you.
some place where the beauty can only be seen through the eyes.
... i don't even know your name.
i just want to be held as i drift off to a dream.
come live in my heart. without rent.
... i don't even know who you are.
i want to be the one beside you keeping the rain off.
be the one who brightens up your day.
be the one who you came to see even for one second and still be worth it.
please, let me take you to forever.
... i don't even know your name.
i've never even seen your face.
girl, i can't wait to meet ya.
girl, i can't wait to meet ya.
i can't wait to meet ya, someday...
some place where the beauty can only be seen through the eyes.
... i don't even know your name.
i just want to be held as i drift off to a dream.
come live in my heart. without rent.
... i don't even know who you are.
i want to be the one beside you keeping the rain off.
be the one who brightens up your day.
be the one who you came to see even for one second and still be worth it.
please, let me take you to forever.
... i don't even know your name.
i've never even seen your face.
girl, i can't wait to meet ya.
girl, i can't wait to meet ya.
i can't wait to meet ya, someday...
Sunday, April 18, 2010
Thursday, April 15, 2010
Saturday, April 10, 2010
ipod desu
i need another ipod because when i'm sad i shove in my headphones and just ignore the world.
let the rain fall
i feel like breaking something
i need to escape somewhere to clear my mind, just forget time, forget everything that is present and when i'm ready... maybe... i'll come back
because sometimes things are just better forgotten
... don't you think so?
i miss you
and this isn't the 'i miss you' as the period of time that we haven't seen or talked to each other
this is the 'i miss you' as in every moment when i'm doing something, i wished you were here with me
and i don't know why and i wish i really didn't but i do
i wonder... if you wonder...
i need to escape somewhere to clear my mind, just forget time, forget everything that is present and when i'm ready... maybe... i'll come back
because sometimes things are just better forgotten
... don't you think so?
i miss you
and this isn't the 'i miss you' as the period of time that we haven't seen or talked to each other
this is the 'i miss you' as in every moment when i'm doing something, i wished you were here with me
and i don't know why and i wish i really didn't but i do
i wonder... if you wonder...
Sunday, April 4, 2010
Sunday, March 28, 2010
Wednesday, March 3, 2010
to a better life
wish i had wings so i could just disappear
open the windows and fly, go some where im high
open the windows and fly, go some where im high
Monday, March 1, 2010
pulled two steps back
i try to run away
but it just keeps pulling me back
when i've taken one step forward i get pulled back two
it gets harder and harder everytime
one thing i want is to just get away
my soul is screaming out: stop it, just stop it
but no one hears it over words, dilemmas and tussles
i lay here in the pool of my emotions
my limbs are too weak to support my body
i'm bruised inside out from enduring too much pain
aside from that... here's a question...
memories... can be unbelievably bitter-sweet, can't they?
but it just keeps pulling me back
when i've taken one step forward i get pulled back two
it gets harder and harder everytime
one thing i want is to just get away
my soul is screaming out: stop it, just stop it
but no one hears it over words, dilemmas and tussles
i lay here in the pool of my emotions
my limbs are too weak to support my body
i'm bruised inside out from enduring too much pain
aside from that... here's a question...
memories... can be unbelievably bitter-sweet, can't they?
Friday, February 26, 2010
DXX
from 5 to 2, 2 to 12 from the moment the moon peeks out behind the dark sheets - to the moment the sun has risen to say hello, are the nocturnal hours of thought
Friday, February 12, 2010
Friday, January 29, 2010
Wednesday, January 27, 2010
i just thought maybe
i could have shown you my definition of love
the time you gave was not enough
or maybe you never gave me time in the first place
its over now or maybe there was no beginning to this in the first place
but now, just fucking fuck it
just for now, i hope i don't run into you
i hope i don't have to hear from you
i don't even know what i did, maybe i do but still, i don't understand
i don't know why i did
was it your appearance?
was it your welcoming and cute smile you gave me everytime i ran into you ever since we met?
was it your personality?
but i just did and i don't know why
you said that you were seeing someone else and that's all i needed to hear
i get it, so you don't have to say anything else
it's cool with me
the time you gave was not enough
or maybe you never gave me time in the first place
its over now or maybe there was no beginning to this in the first place
but now, just fucking fuck it
just for now, i hope i don't run into you
i hope i don't have to hear from you
i don't even know what i did, maybe i do but still, i don't understand
i don't know why i did
was it your appearance?
was it your welcoming and cute smile you gave me everytime i ran into you ever since we met?
was it your personality?
but i just did and i don't know why
you said that you were seeing someone else and that's all i needed to hear
i get it, so you don't have to say anything else
it's cool with me
Monday, January 18, 2010
Sunday, January 10, 2010
distance within time
it's been a while since i've gone on my blog and going through old posts august had the most post
august was the 'august rain, stress and pain'
you don't notice how much you've momentum through time until when you just think, you notice how far you've gone, how you've physically, socially, emotionally and intellectually grown
life may have its 'fuck no's and 'fuck yeah's but no one said that it was gonna be easy
there ain't no blackboard in the sky giving you a purpose in life, you gotta get up and put it in yourself
life will be what you create it as, so achieve that dream you've got
live life to the fullest but don't be running around going crazy risking it all
just follow the flow, kb and relax
each year is a new year with a fresh start
twenty-ten is definitely gonna be hell of a different year
august was the 'august rain, stress and pain'
you don't notice how much you've momentum through time until when you just think, you notice how far you've gone, how you've physically, socially, emotionally and intellectually grown
life may have its 'fuck no's and 'fuck yeah's but no one said that it was gonna be easy
there ain't no blackboard in the sky giving you a purpose in life, you gotta get up and put it in yourself
life will be what you create it as, so achieve that dream you've got
live life to the fullest but don't be running around going crazy risking it all
just follow the flow, kb and relax
each year is a new year with a fresh start
twenty-ten is definitely gonna be hell of a different year
teach me
teach me how to love
show me the way to surrender my heart, i'm so lost
teach me how to love
how i can get my emotions involved
teach me, show me how to love
show me the way to surrender my heart, i'm lost
teach me how to love
how i can get my emotions involved
teach me, how to love
show me the way to surrender my heart, i'm so lost
teach me how to love
how i can get my emotions involved
teach me, show me how to love
show me the way to surrender my heart, i'm lost
teach me how to love
how i can get my emotions involved
teach me, how to love
- musiq soulchild
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