Meet Me After They Leave To come close in a way that I assume you might notice the essence of this wave
There's a space that gets fill with air and movements, it feels deep and heavy to wait for the second to get near you and make my steps worth the effort Memories will be the only thing to hold on to after all this and for me it has been a whole life of thinking about mixing colors, so after this I'll ask you not to... I can see through your desire and there's an invisible space between us and reality can't make it happen, I'm asking you please.. Join me in this only born green, purple and orange without asking each other where they came from or what they'll do later Make it fake, make it true, make it wonderful and plastic for us... You're the one with the remote buttons, it is too heavy for me to carry, all I see is yellow and blue uniting... You could lift us beyond this atmosphere. It's passing by... You and that spirit, you both and your happiness but us and our so needed dream in a second when we meet after they're all gone... Photo by the Coldplay crew The Worm In London There's a mystery and you can tell what kind of weird situation is just passing by my head, if you could earn a penny for each time you get it right... For a while of not writing you, I'll give you a hint of what my eyes could tell you tonight, as I pour more wine in my plastic glass... there's a melody that smiles as I express my love right here, right now. As if love was just for keeping and not for sharing, I love you and you all share that with me... Pretty sight of what my head might be doing with your small signs of care, and I laugh and I smile! Watch me move as you try to figure out what this could be, and what's this about... I think you're being really mean and I might think is not so fair to me... Come take a look once again and we might find the answer together... yes I'll say it once again so loud that one small worm in London will hear it, and he will think "oh wow... she really meant that.. besides all the laughing and whispering"... he will always keep that key for you. It is not ok.. so come back and tell me again about how much they made you scream, they made you breathe, heavy heavy breathe! We both know that, girls can never know what's best... Mystery, for sure. Smile with me as you keep on asking, but don't hesitate, my eyes and laugh will let you know so very soon... -- taking this pic from her again! gotta write a word that begins with L to let her know she gave me some inspiration for this Lines! Programmed So I guess there's more than one thing I'm aware I don't control, and I could say I'm ok with it... couldn't be happy controlling everything, but I guess that my excuse is that what goes around my life should be under my own and unique direction (of course me being under supervision of my master puppet controller: the universe). Soft night to put a post together, not so different from others inspired by a fun but true song and adding a kind of tragic image to make me think about this, just some more particular stuff about me that I'll have to start understanding soon. I don’t care about clever I don’t care about funny I want loads of clothes and I want fuckloads of diamonds I heard people die while they are trying to find them And I’ll take my clothes off and it will be shameless Cuz everyone knows that’s how you get famous I’ll look at the sun and I’ll look in the mirror I’m on the right track yeah I’m on to a winner I don’t know how I’m meant to feel anymore When do you think it will all become clear? ‘Cuz I’m being taken over by The Fear It’s all about fast cars concussing each other But it doesn’t matter cause I’m packing plastic and that’s what makes my life so fucking fantastic And its not my fault it’s how I’m programmed to function I’ll look at the sun and I’ll look in the mirror I’m on the right track yeah we're on to a winner Cause I’m killing them all on my own little mission Now I’m not a saint but I’m not a sinner Now everything's cool as long as I’m gettin thinner I don’t know how I’m meant to feel anymore When do you think it will all become clear? ‘Cause I’m being taken over by fear Every Time Inspired by the girl in the photo ~L~ ...as we all have this kind of little word of our own... Once again there's this vibe Mind-In Wake up and it's 3:17 am wondering where the switch to turn the music off is... Turn around and lay your head back in that pillow, there was a vision that you wanna go back to.Pretty-side smile while in a subconscious state no one can describe what your position allows you to see, and that special different character that gives you company every night... you can always be surprised with new appearances. Fake movements within that air that you control and another you watching over your head, what a wonderful sensation to be the witness of your own adventure; there's your vision in both minds collaborating together. Share what they give you and take what it's been created, they will only join you that night and before you come back to a ticking clock and a cold floor to step on... you are with them, they came and joined your mind tonight. In the photo Alejandra Lyrics by The Killers It started with a low light, Next thing I knew they ripped me from my bed; And then they took my blood type, It left a strange impression in my head. You know that I was hoping, That I could leave this star-crossed world behind; But when they cut me open, I guess I changed my mind. And you know I might Just walk too far from the floor this time, ’cause they calling me by my name! And the shimmering white lighting disregards the bombs and satellites! That was the turning point; That was one lonely night! The song maker says, “It ain’t so bad” The dream maker’s going make you mad The spaceman says, “Everybody look down! Its all in your mind!” Well now I’m back at home, and- I’m looking forward to this life I live; You know its gonna haunt me, So hesitation to this life I give. You think you might cross over, You’re caught between the devil and the deep blue sea; You better look it over, Before you make that leap! And you know I’m fine, but I hear those voices at night sometimes… they justify my claim, and the public don’t ground my transmission ’cause it wasn’t televised… Oh, it was the turning point, It was the lonely night! The song maker says, “It ain’t so bad” The dream maker’s going make you mad; The spaceman says, “Everybody look down! Its all in your mind!” My global position systems are vocally addressed; They say the Nile used to run from east to west, They say the Nile used to run… from east to west. The song maker says, “It ain’t so bad” The dream maker’s going make you mad; The spaceman says, “Everybody look down! Its all in your mind!” The song maker says, “It ain’t so bad” The dream maker’s going make you mad; The spaceman says, “Everybody look down… Its all in your mind!” Dammit Well this could be fun tonight!Let's see, is some sort of awkward picture this could be worst and they could just be messing up with my head, not such a bad deal, just a not so exciting situation.. dammit.. we had and lived the master plan!! he was someone who could see right through it ahg Oright, so what if I still miss him (11/7 asshole)? Could be just a sickness, yes! that's what it is... just check this out: they sort of disapear and then I break down, doesn't it make sense? It does make sense to me... I mean, why in earth would I want an explanation? that's just SICK!.. dammit Jez.. For a while I really need to laugh about it, otherwise I would do that all over again, and people know I tend to follow my instincts, although it might be a little painful; but the truth is that it feels just fine right after... I had some info, dammit Laying down, drinking this from this transparent thing, making me a little hot not that much but yet enough to feel comfortable, what the hell I gotta pick up this phone, dammit! The crappy movie didn't work, neither the cynical chatting and the funny music that makes me laugh like a dumb, here I try to make it a little better and blame the pms for once, moods like these just appear every once a month, don't they?... yes, I knew they didn't, dammit Whatever... I still got an extra bottle, the beatles, bruce springsteen, johnny cash, the stones, the bee gees and my great emo depressive but fun music, god I love blink.. What kind of weird girl am I? Photo by Cristi Lyrics by Blink ! It's alright / to tell me / what you think / about me I won't try / to argue / or hold it / against you I know that / you're leaving / you must have / your reasons The season / is calling / and your pictures / are falling down The steps that / I retrace / the sad look / on your face The timing / and structure / did you hear / he fucked her? A day late / a buck short / I'm writing / the report On losing / and failing / when I move / I'm flailing now and it'll happen once again I'll turn to a friend Someone that understands Sees through the master plan But everybody's gone And I've been here for too long To face this on my own Well I guess this is growing up Well I guess this is growing up And maybe / I'll see you / at a movie / sneak preview You'll show up / and walk by / on the arm / of that guy And I'll smile / and you'll wave / we'll pretend / it's okay The charade / it won't last / when he's gone / I won't come back And it'll happen once again You'll turn to a friend Someone that understands And sees through the master plan But everybody's gone And you've been there for too long To face this on your own Well I guess this is growing up Well, I guess this is growing up [4x] Well, I guess this is growing up Next In Line! Do I fear death a bit less today? If there's something common is the thought of "in 5 min this could be over"... in a weird fun way, part of a routine. I’m digging it… We might be taking this too slow and I got so tired of thinking about leaving you all messages just in case I leave. Then some days I feel like taking a summer that might last two years, hide from every negative line and go broke. Maybe later join a dance crew and make up a song to jump around. I'm feeling that. Start a brand new side of the card by becoming a photographer, and making money from other people's pieces of time. Dressed up with yellow and green mixing smiles with strangers staring at my kind of special pet. Play an instrument, perhaps joining a band and travel the world keeping a journal with every single different emotion created from the inside of my soul. Have a routine that would eventually destroy my system and drink to all sounds. Go to a jungle and learn the strangest language ever heard, become a part of someone else's story and culture. Making a new day by surprising myself and knowing that there's no place where someone might be missing me. I didn't fear death today, and I pictured myself dancing ballet for many years... Cooking the greatest desserts based on chocolate, and covering my body with glitter and ink. There's a purple shade on my head tonight and if I die people will know they knew this about me: I could have hundreds of different lives. What a great birthday post! Photo by Carlos Ocando Lyrics by Blink I got no regret right now (I'm feeling this) The air is so cold and low (I'm feeling this) Let me go in her room (I'm feeling this) {I love all the things you do / {I wanna take off her clothes (I’m feeling this) Show me the way to bed (I'm feeling this) Show me the way you move (I'm feeling this) Fuck it, it's such a blur (I'm feeling this) I love all the things you do (I'm feeling this) Fate fell short this time Your smile fades in the summer Place your hand in mine I'll leave when I wanna Where do we go from here Turn all the lights down now Smiling from ear to ear (I'm feeling this) Our breathing has got too loud (I'm feeling this) Show me the bedroom floor (I'm feeling this) Show me the bathroom mirror (I'm feeling this) We're taking this way too slow (I'm feeling this) Take me away from here (I'm feeling this) This place was never the same again After you came and went How can you say you meant anything different To anyone standing alone On the street with a cigarette On the first night we met Look to the past And remember and smile And maybe tonight I can breathe for awhile I'm not in the scene I think I'm fallin' asleep But then all that it means is I'll always be dreaming of you (Are we alone, Do you feel it? So lost and disillusioned) Golden* What a wonderful state for my head to rest... We'd stay golden*At the end of the day we always go to that same place, we go back to where we first started... our actions are not necessarily planned towards what the day has reserved for us. We Stay Golden. Could be a fake-positive state of mind or just the easiest way to put my thoughts in white spaces, but as golden as I stay, all that carp won't ever hit me. There's just "this" much I can do, and as time passes by I let my powers go away little by little, I don't need to save them anymore. Different elements surrounding this room, in perfect synchronization with the idea of being ok... I learnt how to deal with issues and whenever I can't, those elements come back to me to make it simple: once again, I stay golden. Trying to do my best sharing what makes me feel good, and facing the ones that don't want me to have that piece of themselves... It seems for me that not everyone wants to feel ok, they just want to be left alone. There's me... Honestly lying most of the time by saying "I'm fine", but coming clean beneath the situations... a golden state where I inhale and go back to bed, a new day will start soon. Same old lines that only work when I choose to given them power, and another song that will always make me smile. Photo by: Me. Lyrics by Hey Mercedes Sarah slides up to the bar and orders me the strongest thing this side of armor street she's got the saddest eyes i've ever seen when she says oh baby were you ever meant to be well maybe now sexy don't get so excited besides you're so much cuter when you try to fight it your're filling up the room with that terrible gloom and the mere thought of a turnaround is bring the whole place down stop the press who is that mess go on drone we've never been so impressed go on drone stay home afraid of the phone and famously alone go on drone ture love might be fun for some but we know that it's just too tough is there the proper power left to hold us in so we'd stay golden so i'm always working on new grand ways to avoid doing any work on everything that could amount to anything the poor poor cat don't lie like that in regret's bed in beads of sweat blurry head ruby red not yet deceased undead instead hardly home de chez rainbow je ne sais quai je taime cell phone we know you know how don't you drone we know you know
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