Thursday, August 26, 2010

Standing there with nothing on, she's gonna teach me how to swim

A world of grass and flowers stretched around me, rising and falling in gentle undulations, as if an enchanter had struck the ocean swell, and it was at rest forever…
Eliza Steele

Monday, August 16, 2010

Everywhere I look and most of the time I look, I see photographs.

Friday, August 13, 2010

"It hurts to let go. Sometimes it seems the harder you try to hold on to something or someone the more it wants to get away. You feel like some kind of criminal for having felt, for having wanted. For having wanted to be wanted. It confuses you, because you think that your feelings were wrong and it makes you feel so small because it's so hard to keep it inside when you let it out and it doesn't come back. You're left so alone that you can't explain. Damn, there's nothing like that, is there? I've been there and you have too. You're nodding your head."
Henry Rollins

Thursday, August 5, 2010

Blue Jean Serenade

"Long brown hair, and foolish eyes.
He'd look just like you'd want him to, some kind of slick chrome American prince.
Blue Jean serenade. "
The Killers