10.30.2009

They'd wake me up all the time, Saturday mornings, you know, singing Beatles songs to me in harmony, the four of them... so cute, so cute. Doreen never judged me... never nagged like some wives do. Wanted me to take my shoes off so I didn't wreck the carpet. That's it.


10.26.2009

A после той ми подари семена от секвоя.
Just add Water & Sunshine!


10.24.2009

Force yourself to breathe
My hand is in the air
To stop the cough;
Redirect your sleeves
Spittle leaves the sphere
Can't wash off;
Kiss me kiss me please
I washed behind my ears
The lights are off;
Be careful who you tease
There's an easy chair
On the chopping block;

Careful who you tease


10.15.2009

не може някакъв си мъж да определя чувствеността ти
бил той и умен брадат висок иначе симпатяга с очи, които понякога са зелени, а друг път не

който знае какво си мислиш


10.14.2009

Yes, you are always patronising me. This is what you always wanted, what you set out to achieve. This is the game you play. You prodded me. You poked me. You stroked me. You teased me. You flirted with me. You sucked me in. You wore your high-heel boots, your short skirt, your low-cut top and you flashed your tits, you tossed your hair. You played with the gear stick. You lied to me! This is all about you. The world has to revolve around you. I'm a driving instructor. I just wanted to do my job. You had no intention of learning how to drive. You had one thing in mind. To reel me in. And why? Because you have to be adored. You've got to be wanted. And you drink it in. And you leave me with a spring in your step and you go off and you fuck your boyfriend and you fuck your girlfriend. And you all drive around in that stupid, little yellow car.


10.11.2009

По цели нощи се разхождам по улиците - спокоен и изпълнен с оптимизъм - иска ми се да поздравявам непознати. Да поздравя Луната. "Хей, Луна, кво става?"



Хамилтън Морис, VICE