Saturday, February 12, 2011

Broken Love.

I've (re-)discovered the movie I'd like to watch for Valentine's Day.
(with myself, of course)
It's such a perfectly sweet movie, with perfectly dry humor, where no "real" love is ever found, and I kind of enjoyed that.




Broken Flowers, starring Bill Murray, Sharon Stone, Frances Conroy, Jessica Lange, & Tilda Swinton (+ChloĆ« Sevigny)

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Where's the Duct Tape?

Sometimes... I don't seem to be able to shut my mouth. It's probably best if I did so more often, the things that come out of it wouldn't win me a "best person ever" award.


My mouth just seems to forget it can close. I need to remind myself to remind it.

Friday, February 11, 2011

Don't Play Koi.

And don't be expensive either. All I want is to wrap you around me.

(I'll be your best friend... If you lower your price to $5.10? How 'bout it?)

Opening Ceremony... why, oh, why do you like playing coy? 

Kiss me, please?

If only I could find $620.00 in an old jean pocket... that would make me such a happy child.
Because without the $620.00, I don't get it. And I so desperately need it.


Opening Ceremony, what if I payed you $6.20... would you still Kiss Me?

Tuesday, February 8, 2011

And, how do you feel about that?


You know, as much as I  think I give poor advice, a lot of people (most I'm not even close friends with) come to me for advice, or just end up talking to me about their problems. Sometimes I wish I had someone out there that I could go to with my problems, without being judged or told that I'm wrong. Sometimes I really wish my parents would take me seriously when I tell them I want to go to a shrink, but they don't. 

Yeah, I have my friends, and I trust them immensely. But when I tell them certain things most end up thinking I'm just running my mouth to start drama. Or they're biased about whatever I'm talking about, or they say I'm wrong. That is why I need a third party to listen and give me advice and just help me organize the shelves in my head.


(I just believe I'm going mad.)


That's how I feel about that.

Monday, February 7, 2011

BANG... it's Valentine's Day.

Valentine's day excited me so much as a child. Getting to pass out those cute little cards to all your classmates, and adding in an extra piece of candy for the people you found cute. Now, the 14th isn't as cute... especially because there is no way of secretly crushing on your crush. 




If only YOU were mine.

We Don't like Becky Anymore.

"We're BFF and you're such a good friend,
but I knew it couldn't last 'til summer's end.
You signed my yearbook, and that was pretty rad,
but now I'm getting sick of you and it's just too bad.

I heard you talked a lot of shit about me
to your new best friend
Doesn't matter anyway, cuz I've got a brand new friend, okay
Me and her, we'll kick your ass,
we'll wait with knives after class!

But you know, I gotta say
I really loved going to your slumber party
It's too bad you got so lame
You told my secrets and it caused me a lot of pain

I heard you talked a lot of shit about me
to your new best friend
Doesn't matter anyway, cuz I've got a brand new friend, okay
Me and her, we'll kick your ass,
we'll wait with knives after class!

Now give me back all the clothes you borrowed
Don't give me bullshit, bring 'em to school tomorrow
I can't believe I told you all about my secret crush
I wish I could take it back now that you broke my trust

It was great how you made me a friendship bracelet,
but I didn't know you made one for Becky's face lift!
Now you know everyone hates me a whole bunch
just because I made you cry a little bit at lunch.

But I don't feel bad,
'cuz they don't know what we had!
Doesn't matter anyway, cuz I've got a brand new friend, okay
Me and her, we'll kick your ass,
we'll wait with knives after class!

We don't like Becky anymore!
We don't like Becky anymore!
We don't like Becky anymore!
We don't like Becky anymore!

Now I'm going to juvey for teenage homicide
It'll would've been cool if you stayed by my side
And you know that you wouldn't have had to die,
but now every single night I cry

If only what you wrote in my yearbook was true--
then I wouldn't be stuck in fucking cell block 2
But I don't regret what I've done,
'cuz in the end, it was fun!

Doesn't matter anyway, cuz I've got a brand new friend, okay
Me and her, we'll kick your ass,
we'll wait with knives after class! "



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