January 2011
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“From my rooting body, flowers shall grow and I am in them; this is eternity.”
– E. Munch
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January 31, 2011
It’s one of those days where you stand in the shower for far too long, forgetting if you’ve washed your hair so you wash it twice. A day where the gloomy sky overhead casts a sad feeling over your whole being so you just stay in bed, missing all the appointments you’ve set just so you can sleep this one away.
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I’m Shakin’ Artist: Rooney Album:...
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Tokyo Artist: The Books Album: The Lemon of Pink...
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January 29, 2010
I don’t care if you dislike it what I have to say; I don’t care if you agree with it either. I will listen to your opinion only if you listen to mine. I refuse to respect someone who does not show any respect towards me. “Treat people how you would like to be treated.” You are rude to me and I don’t feel the need to be nice to you in return.
Don’t ask for my...
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January 28, 2010
I think you are pathetic. I think you can’t hack it. So you need to leave. Get out. Bugger off. Be gone.
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Tell Artist: Brazos Album: Phosphorescent Blues...
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Eyes on Fire Artist Blue Foundation Album: LIfe of...
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The Good that Won’t Come Out Artist: Rilo...
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Sea Song Artist: Lisa Hannigan Album: Sea Sew...
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Your Ghost Artist: Lisa Hannigan Album: EP (2005)
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January 27, 2010
My fingers work faster than my mind can process. With pen in hand, the lines turn into shapes, which later turn to vibrant color forms bound to paper. Normally I wouldn’t be this avid. I usually give things up within the first week of beginning. But lately these ties to art seem to be the only thing grasping the last shred of my sanity.
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January 26, 2011 (Pt 2)
I get mad because I’m sleep deprived.
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“He took five or six baths a day. There was nothing else to do. He got drunk for...”
– Charles Bukowski, from You Can’t Write a Love Story in South of No North
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“But we couldn’t holler law because when you didn’t have any money...”
– Charles Bukowski, from A Couple of Winos in South of No North
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“My mind was a riot against my lot and life, and the only way I could calm it was...”
– Charles Bukowski, from A Couple of Winos in South of No North
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“Time was a fool with a banjo.”
– Charles Bukowski, from No Way to Paradise in South of No North
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“It’s like a big robotic spider. I think everyone should have one in their...”
– Wayne Coyne, referring to his extremely awesome and large light fixture in his kitchen.
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Coconut Skins Artist: Damien Rice Album: 9 (2006)
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Buildings & Mountains Artist: The Republic...
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January 26, 2011
Sometimes I just have to listen further than all the elegant words and endearments and realize that everything you’ve said is just words sewn into sentences connected by thread made from fantasy. In an instant all the truth and meaning embedded in the seams is ripped apart- and so am I.
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Saul Bellow Artist: Sufjan Stevens Album: The...
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“But fun and danger hardly put margarine on the toast or fed the cat. You give up...”
– Charles Bukowski, from Notes of a Dirty Old Man
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January 25, 2011
The sun hitting my skin feels warm and inviting. Today is the last day of relaxation that I can afford. Tomorrow, the real world awaits me and I must answer its call. But for now, I am going to lounge with a cup of tea and a good book.
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Much 2 Much Artist: Us3 Album: Schizophonic (2006)
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“We would oppose the turning of the planet and refuse the setting of the sun.”
– Dave Eggers, from You Shall Know Our Velocity
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When I Drink Artist: The Avett Brothers Album: The...
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January 24, 2011 (Pt 2)
I won’t rearrange my plans and change for you.
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“Life begins at the end of your comfort zone.”
– Donald Walsch
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“I disregard the proportions, the measures, the tempo of the ordinary world. I...”
– Anais Nin
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January 24, 2011
I’m doing it again. I’m getting caught up. I need to go back into my little hole and not come out. It’s just another odd wave of depression that I need to conquer— a brick wall that I need to scale and jump down from. Sometimes I wonder if I do it on purpose just to see how close I get. But I know that I will never reach what I need. It’s impossible. So for now...
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Let Me Sing to You Artist: Joe Purdy Album: Last...
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January 23, 2011
I like that you sit close to me even there is a whole couch of space. I like that you give hugs, because I love hugs. I like that you are just as tall as I am. And I like that I like you.
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Since I Left You Artist: The Avalanches...
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January 22, 2011
The world is spinning but I am standing still. I feel like I have gotten no where in the past year except lonelier and lonelier. All I ask for is adventure and companionship. I’m not asking to be loved, only longed for. l just want to experience the world with someone but the impossible becomes more impossible.
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January 21, 2011
There is something releasing about painting. The thoughts, emotions, and images that no one else sees are exposed and projected onto a canvas full of colors. With a single brush stroke I can tell you that I love you, and with the next I could show you my sadness.
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January 20, 2011
Food is so unsatisfying. Anything that reaches my mouth is soon rejected— even my favourite foods. My eyes are too big for my stomach and my stomach is empty.
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January 19, 2011
I can hear you whispering to me even though you are not there. You are miles away and there is nothing I can do about it, but when I do have the rare pleasure of seeing you we seem to pick up where we left off and I love you for that. You have never judged me and you have never treated me like those girls you always talk about. I miss you. Come back to me.
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Such Great Heights Artist: Iron & Wine...
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January 18, 2011 (Pt 2)
Interaction with strangers is uplifting. From small compliments to a simple goodbye on the corner or even just a smile while passing. It’s a nice sense of togetherness and relief that not every person is self-centered and quiet.
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Love, Where is Your Fire Artist: Brooke Fraser...
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January 18, 2011
I couldn’t help but rest my hand over your chest to feel your beating heart. As each second passed the beating became faster and more erratic. It was comfortable being intertwined with you, like past times when I couldn’t keep myself away from you.
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January 17, 2011 (Pt. 2)
I wonder if you would acknowledge me if I said your cat died? It seems the only way things get through to you is if it is tragic or if it doesn’t come from my mouth.
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January 17, 2011
My head feels like The Great Red Spot of Jupiter is raging inside it. Every noise is too loud and every silence is too quiet. That’s the price you pay for a good night out…
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January 16, 2011
The life of a cat— I can hear him scuffling around in the other room with his toy mouse. I can imagine him throwing it into the air and catching it with his paws then scooping it to his mouth just to throw it back up again. I wish I could be entertained for hours by something so simple.
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Kite Artist: Copeland Album: In Motion (2005)
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January 15, 2011
It’s 14:30. Outside is gloomy and very little light can reach my apartment, which casts a blue tone over the whole space. I feel like a kite—I’m weightless. With each breathe I take, the inhalations and exhalations become more steady, more consistent, more relaxing. The subtle city noises racing through my windows are refreshing. But that is all ruined.
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“I was sitting in a bar on Western Ave. It was around midnight and I was in my...”
– Charles Bukowski, South of No North
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You Still Hurt Me (feat. The Great Neck South High...