lyrics

Vegas

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Good hostels have a shelf with free food.

No exceptions.

If you’re going to Vegas, I recommend Hostel Cat.  Although I haven’t tried the other hostels, this one has a kitchen and a  shelf with free food so what more do you need?

 As well as a communal courtyard.

 Am I in India or Vegas?

Or New York City??

Or VENICE???

Seriously I can’t believe these poor stupid tourists who pay these guys to paddle them around a swimming pool HAHHAHAHAHAHA.

Also, don’t go to Vegas if your friend (or you) is under 21 and has a fake id.  No dancing for you.  They will take it away.

We went to a Penn and Teller show, Cirque du Soleil, AND…..

50 Shades! (the parody musical) which was freaking HILARIOUS and probably the best thing you can do, and cheaper than the other two shows.  WATCH THIS SHOW.

On  an unrelated note, I’m trying to learn this song:

new birds

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This makes me so happy-sad.   beautiful.

“She says she’s been going out with him now for about two and a half years, but they don’t live together so he’d never find out. And you think about chasing her about school when you were wee and lying in your bed and listening to love songs and pretending they were about you. And the first time you asked her out she said no but one night you went to a wedding and when you came back to the pub she’d changed her mind and you went out. You remember the way she swung her arms when she held your hand but you can’t remember how she kissed and now you’ve got the chance to find out.

But you have to remember there’s this other kiss. And she’s sitting at home, wondering where you are and what you’re doing. And you work hard on this kiss and you know it inside out, it’s as much yours as it is hers, and it took a long time to get right, it took months of practice and months of embarassment but now you’ve got it perfected and you’ve been looking forward to that kiss all week.

You can see her breath in the air between your faces as you stand in the leaves and she just asks you straight out if you want to come and stay at her flat. But you make sure you get separate taxis and you go home and there might be a slight regret and maybe you’ll wonder what you missed but you have to remember the kiss that you worked so hard on – and you’ll know you’ve done the right thing.”

Grab my hand, play this song, DJ save my life, COME ON

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WARNING THIS SONG HAS SWEARS

 but ohmgsh.  perfect.

We fall so hard
Now we gotta get back what we lost
I thought you’d go
But you were with me all along


Macklemore babe. love.

need live music so bad right now.  I’d even be cool with country, I just need to be up there closing my eyes, face tipped towards the stage, drinking in the sounds from people loving what they do. always always always, it’s the sunshine.  It’s the yellow bird liberation, phoenix or canary I learned to dance before I could fly, before I could walk.  It’s the uncaged and believe me, every single vein has me flying from the past, flying from the grudges I’ve been trying to escape.   Love love love baby.  can’t put it any other way, I’ve got so much happy there is no chance I’d be able to hold it all myself.     Bitterness is the heaviest element.Let. It. Go.

any way you know it

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“I don’t wanna know, leave me in the dark
If I can’t hold it then I can’t tear it apart
And it seems if, everything I touch comes to pieces
I toast to another head rush for when hell freezes
Increase the dosage, take me there
Make me numb, I don’t wanna care
Turn your back, move towards the sunset
Forget about the past, the drama, the unrest
I resent what inspires me
The struggle between apathy and irony
Tryin’ to see, and it’s driving me to that place
Where every face gets erased
You don’t exist, it’s just me and this fist
That I use to beat and abuse my grin
If I was a little bit more intelligent
I would protect my skin from this wind”

I know slug is from Minnesota, not North Dakota… but it probably gets pretty cold there too.  When I walk to school tomorrow it will be -13 degrees, -29 with windchill.

I SHOOK HIS HAND ERMAGERD I LOVE SLUG AHHHH I need to go to bed.

Now, Now – Wolf

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It’s been almost a year since I’ve been full-on obsessed with someone. I don’t think I’m capable of it anymore, perhaps once I turned 20 that was the cutoff point. I really dig this song though, and here’s the picture. that I made. BAM

 

No Lies, Just Love – Bright Eyes

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I haven’t cried in a long time.  This is the closest I’ve been, just reading these lyrics.  Kills me.

So please forgive what I have done
No you can’t stay mad at the setting sun
Cause we all get tired, I mean eventually
There is nothing left to do but sleep
But spring came bearing sunlight
Those persuasive rays
So I gave myself a few more days
My salvation it came, quite suddenly
When Justin spoke very plainly
He said “Of course it’s your decision,
But just so you know,
If you decide to leave,
Soon I will follow”

I wrote this for a baby
Who has yet to be born
My brother’s first child
I hope that womb’s not too warm
Cause it’s cold out here
And it’ll be quite a shock
To breathe this air
To discover loss
So I’d like to make some changes
Before you arive
So when your new eyes meet mine
They won’t see no lies
Just love.
Just love.

I will be pure
No, no, I know i will be pure
Like snow, like gold

—
so’s you know, the 20 seconds it took you to respond were just about earth shattering.  I worry.

LoveLife

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And If she has the nerve to let me
dump a couple last words
I’ma turn to the earth and scream,
“Love Your Life”

Love your life, quite cliche, but I guess that’s me
a ball of pop culture with some arms and feet

-Slug

I want a lovelife tattoo.  More than that, I want a tattoo of my Korean name, 별(it means star), really REALLY tiny, not sure where yet.  I should probably get it done in Korea this summer.

—–
So a while ago, I was at a party and I was feeling kinda down, and I turned to this random stranger and I said, “I’m sad”.

This is what he told me,

“I think you’ll find that the world is a beautiful place”

I’ve never seen him again, I don’t even remember what he looks like, except that I’m pretty sure he was from India.

So, whoever you are this is a thank you.  In case we never run into each other again, I figured it should be on record somewhere.  That was exactly what I needed.  Thanks for not hitting on me, flattering me, or using fakery of any sort.  The world needs more of you.

All systems go, sun hasn’t died
Deep in my bones, straight from inside

I’m waking up, I feel it in my bones
Enough to make my systems blow
Welcome to the new age, to the new age
Welcome to the new age, to the new age
Whoa, whoa, I’m radioactive, radioactive
Whoa, whoa, I’m radioactive, radioactive

-Imagine Dragons, Radioactive

portrait in various shades of melodrama

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I am nervous

 unsettled, unprepared,
impressed to the point of
intoxication

perhaps I am playing the part of
a girlchild, reincarnated from something striped
hands-shaking, violin bones (high-
strung)
perhaps it is/has been/will be
you
is it cliché to make comparisons to
kryptonite, to
an envelope delivered with a
white settling of
anthrax?

your smile tangles with the

half-poetry you breathe out instinctively, sharp and
wintered
you are surprising like
frostbite. the soft teeth of morning
freeze; and I, dull, wordless,
naive and lightning-struck
I am nervous
 —-
I like boys with strong convictions
and convicts with perfect diction
underdogs with good intentions
amputees with stamp collections

-Kimya Dawson, so nice, so smart
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hm enigmas.  you don’t meet very many of them which is sorta the point…  or you could argue that everyone is an engima.  or that no one is.  but please don’t.