23rd
she sees shooting stars and comet tails
she’s got heaven in her eyes
she says i don’t need to be an angel
but i’m nothing if i’m not this high
but we only stay in orbit
for a moment of time
and then you’re everybodys satellite
i wish that you were mine
- recovering satellites, counting crows.
i’ve been roaming around always looking down at all i see
painted faces, build the places i can’t reach
you know that I could use somebody
someone like you, and all you know, and how you speak
countless lovers under cover of the street
you know that I could use somebody
someone like you
off in the night, while you live it up, i’m off to sleep
waging wars to shape the poet and the beat
i hope it’s gonna make you notice
i hope it’s gonna make you notice
someone like me.
photo by patchouli.
lyrics by kings of leon.
4) i’m highly emotional and it’s as easy to make me cry as it is to make me laugh.
5) i’ve always dreamed of writing a book but somehow i ended up as a graphic designer. but i’ll write one someday.
6) i’m addicted to social media so there’s nowhere to run if i want to hide. you can find me everywhere.
1) self-taught: i learn faster on my own than when someone else is trying to teach me.
2) bipolar: i have ups and downs but didn’t kill anyone (yet). i’m on light medication.
3) bad memory: i can’t remember stuff i shouldn’t forget and can’t forget what i shouldn’t remember all the time.
photo by luca napoli
“i’m not comfortable with how the story ends
we were lovers and now we’re not even friends
you were perfect and I guess I’m just a creep
but you still hurt me”
- william fitzsimmons, you still hurt me
for everytime you made me lonely, and all those times you made me cry while playing a new song you’ve just learned how to play in your guitar. for every kiss you gave me before falling asleep while we tried to watch a movie and you couldn’t stay awake because you were just too tired. for everytime you held my hand. and all those days you knew you were sick but you stood by me anyway. for making me realize i needed medication. for all those times you didn’t let me give up and die. for every time you didn’t say you love me back, but i knew it. for everytime i lost you, and everytime you lost me. for fulfilling me up with life and death and sorrow and pain. and then happiness. for making love, or not. for your green eyes that shine so bright when they’re sad. and, my love, you were always sad. for being as lonely as i am. for not knowing how to be a good friend. for being mine all those days.
for all those things i love you.
and i always will.
no matter where you are right now.