Monday, 28 February 2011
Thursday, 24 February 2011
Just so.
The soft scent of cotton sheets.
(Really should clean them more often)
Ignore tempting deals on alcohol.
(Buy four bottles of Cava, and drink them all in front of the telly on a Tuesday night)
Avoid ending up with £350 phone bills.
(Four-hour phonecalls are the sweetest lullabies)
Plan in advance.
(Traipse up and down the Parade on Hallowe’en, only to end up with a squashed pumpkin)
Get to know your neighbours.
(Nose often pressed up against the window of a pizza place at 11am)
Be very careful.
(Sustain injuries on a kitchen countertop)
Immerse yourself in culture.
(Purchase eight horror flicks for £10)
Be thrifty.
(Spend hard-earned dollar on a taxi to see your favourite, at least thrice a week)
Frequent your local shop.
(Arguments between fridges as to what to make for dinner)
Give him the retards job.
(Parmasan)
Look after eachother.
(Kisses, all the time)
I love you.
(Really should clean them more often)
Ignore tempting deals on alcohol.
(Buy four bottles of Cava, and drink them all in front of the telly on a Tuesday night)
Avoid ending up with £350 phone bills.
(Four-hour phonecalls are the sweetest lullabies)
Plan in advance.
(Traipse up and down the Parade on Hallowe’en, only to end up with a squashed pumpkin)
Get to know your neighbours.
(Nose often pressed up against the window of a pizza place at 11am)
Be very careful.
(Sustain injuries on a kitchen countertop)
Immerse yourself in culture.
(Purchase eight horror flicks for £10)
Be thrifty.
(Spend hard-earned dollar on a taxi to see your favourite, at least thrice a week)
Frequent your local shop.
(Arguments between fridges as to what to make for dinner)
Give him the retards job.
(Parmasan)
Look after eachother.
(Kisses, all the time)
I love you.
Wednesday, 26 January 2011
Monday, 24 January 2011
My problem.
When I see your picture my heart forms a fissure,
I guess that I get this way.
I need a rooftop I can look from or jump off,
I guess that I get this way.
What's the problem, dear? Are you feeling unloved?
That's what I was most afraid of.
I need a fresh arm I can slice up or cut off,
I guess that I get this way.
When my skies are crooked my scars turn blue,
I guess that I get this way.
I guess that I get this way.
I need a rooftop I can look from or jump off,
I guess that I get this way.
What's the problem, dear? Are you feeling unloved?
That's what I was most afraid of.
I need a fresh arm I can slice up or cut off,
I guess that I get this way.
When my skies are crooked my scars turn blue,
I guess that I get this way.
Saturday, 22 January 2011
Friday, 21 January 2011
Adore.
For the first time,
I'm telling you how much I need and bleed for
Your every move and waking sound in my time,
I'll wrap my wire around your heart
And your mind
You're mine forever now.
Sunday, 19 December 2010
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