Cakes0 voices200 g of butter 1 1/2 cups of sugar 3 eggs 2 1/2 cups of flour 1/2 cup of milk 1 teaspoon of vanilla 1 teaspoon of baking powder Cream the butter and add the sugar, mix for a little while then drop the three eggs, keep on mixing, combine the flour with the milk slowing down the mixing, add the vanilla and the baking powder. Put in a pre-heated oven for 25-30 min and then check with a dry knife (put it in the cake and if it comes out dry, the cake is ready). ... and not even with a recipe I can make sure these cakes will come out the perfect way, my way.
How We Operate0 voicesI swear to you I'll listen this time I'll see things your way this time I will follow up through your path, not so close of course I'll do this you always ask me to do And I'll wait for you to do things as you usually do Not like back then, but as you learned recently I promise I'll stick to how we operate I won't betray my own soul And I'll give you that peace ...that peace of being who you chose to be Because this is how we operate How we'll operate from now on.
You Just Wouldn't Let Me0 voicesThere were all of them Each one brought something special Something unique Something important Lights that were on and off for a while But would always light up again For this party of minds to be clear Lighting each other's spaces Joy after a song Joy after a laugh Joy after a well known answer As a bunch of simple days with a touch of nothing, nothing but regular seconds in company But you just wouldn't let me keep the party going You kept on throwing people out You decided to rip off the lights and the sounds You just wouldn't let me keep this friendship for the both of us
You Awake?0 voicesTime moves faster, believe me You remember the last time... don't you? Remember how we made it through? It won't be any different this time We pulled it together back then And then again, and so many times For this to feel like such victory Remember the feeling? Just do what you need to do, but hold on and stay with me Just to make it through this one as well
H0 voicesThere should be some kind of warning around me, for people like you to stay away. Because my actions are like claws and you are always standing so close. There should be some kind of antidote near me, for people like you to heal after my touch. Because this essence of poison that consumes my energy was spilled all over you. I wish I could become a better protector from my own damage, And avoid your presence to come this close, Because so far, I don't have the solution to this war. There should be a version of myself that could visit you only during dreams, Because it feels like that would be the only way I could get near you without hurting you. In the photo: Rosana Goerke Lyrics by Florence If you could only see the beast you've made of me I held it in but now it seems you've set it running freeScreaming in the dark, I howl when we're apart Drag my teeth across your chest to taste your beating heart My fingers claw your skin, try to tear my way in You are the moon that breaks the night for which I have to howl My fingers claw your skin, try to tear my way in You are the moon that breaks the night for which I have to Howl, howl Howl, howl Now there's no holding back, I'm making to attack My blood is singing with your voice, I want to pour it out The saints can't help me now, the ropes have been unbound I hunt for you with bloody feet across the hallowed ground Like some child possessed, the beast howls in my veins I want to find you, tear out all of your tenderness And howl, howl Howl, howl Be careful of the curse that falls on young lovers Starts so soft and sweet and turns them to hunters Hunters, hunters, hunters Hunters, hunters, hunters The fabric of your flesh, pure as a wedding dress Until I wrap myself inside your arms I cannot rest The saints can't help me now, the ropes have been unbound I hunt for you with bloody feet across the hallowed ground And howl Be careful of the curse that falls on young lovers Starts so soft and sweet and turns them to hunters A man who's pure of heart and says his prayers by night May still become a wolf when the autumn moon is bright If you could only see the beast you've made of me I held it in but now it seems you've set it running free The saints can't help me now, the ropes have been unbound I hunt for you with bloody feet across the hallowed ground 11:57pm0 voicesI wonder how long it will take before this evolves, turning into whatever it will be right after. Measuring time has been one delightful specialty, adding seconds with pride and energy, bringing the next moments closer together. I wonder how long it will take before my art consumes me, maybe bursting into a much better version of stained perspectives, or just a chain of constant surrender. In the meantime, I hide from the details as much as I can, not afraid of forgeting them... Because they're always there. I wonder how long it will take before this system of mine starts failing, giving up and just trying to put everything back together one more time. Because will is all I've got.
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