the flaming lips- in the morning of the magicians
silence is only one way to say 'goodbye'.

you
are the epitome
of what
every man
dreams of . . .
but knows he can't handle.

now,
tell me
you'll stay.

jenny lewis- acid tongue

he was
of an even
younger mind
than originally
anticipated.

o·ver·zeal·ous (vr-zls)
adj.

Excessively enthusiastic; overly eager
i have 10 years of preface for this- your overzealous nature is sweet, loving, and caring. however, the unfortunate part is that this eagerness is often misinterpreted as desperation. you and i both suffer from a bleeding heart.

i want to live,
i want to give
i've been a miner
for a heart of gold.
it's these expressions
i never give
that keep me searching
for a heart of gold
and i'm getting old.
keeps me searching
for a heart of gold
and i'm getting old.

i've been to hollywood
i've been to redwood
i crossed the ocean
for a heart of gold
i've been in my mind,
it's such a fine line
that keeps me
searching for a heart of gold
and i'm getting old.
keeps me searching
for a heart of gold
and i'm getting old.

keep me searching
for a heart of gold
you keep me searching
for a heart of gold
and i'm growing old.
i've been a miner
for a heart of gold.

-good ol' neil

Sigur Rós - Heysátan (Heima)

c'est la vie.
black keys- meet me in the city (cover)
one day
i'll learn
to take my own advice,
mostly because
i'm so sick
of telling myself,
"i told you so".
first aid kit- walk the line (cover)

anguilla fireworks


the last time i saw him
he towered 10 feet above me with hate in his eyes and a forked tongue.
i lay on the dirt. the very hand he held mere moments before, my only armor.
i begged, through the taste of metal, for him to remember me.


why can't i try on different lives, like dresses, to see which fits best and is most becoming?
-sylvia plath





make the most of yourself,
for that is all there is of you.
-ralph waldo emerson




just an idea . . .







i'll share your time,
but not your mind.

we were laying in bed with darkness & silence.
my head on his shoulder, hand on his heart.
he declared, "i'm a lucky man".
"oh yeah? what makes you so lucky?"
"well, just look at me."
i've been looking
for a woman
to save my life
not to beg or to borrow
a woman with
the feeling of
losing once or twice
who knows how
could it be tomorrow?

i've been waiting for you

and you've been coming to me
for such a long time now
such a long time now.

i've been waiting for you

and you've been coming to me
for such a long time now
such a long time now.

-neil young
you are one of the sweetest things i ever did meet.
surely you wouldn't do me wrong . . .




this is a piece of iranian art that i happened to see while walking through the streets of amsterdam.
the shopkeeper saw me peering through the window and invited me inside of his tailoring shop.
he was an incredibly friendly man and completely unapologetic for what he strives for.
he even gave me some tea and offered a seat as he told me all about the next life he will live.


the sky rolls so slow these days.

how'd i get so lucky?

you've officially consumed my thoughts...





and i'm incredibly grateful.


this is a direct representation of your touch:



and then he said:

i don't want you to be high
i don't want you to be down
don't want to tell you no lie
just want you to be around

please come right up to my ears

you will be able to hear what I say

don't want you out in my world

just you be my backstreet girl

please don't be part of my life

please keep yourself to yourself
please don't you bother my wife
that way you won't get no hell

don't try to ride on my horse

you're rather common and coarse anyway

don't want you out in my world

just you be my backstreet girl

please don't you call me at home

please don't come knocking at night
please never ring on the phone
your manners are never quite right

please take the favors I grant

curtsy and look nonchalant, just for me

don't want you part of my world

just you be my backstreet girl

-(rolling stones)

listen.
let me get straight to the point-
i am incredibly suspicious of your motives.
how 'bout you just go ahead and tell me what you want.

in hindsight,
you were
very little
more than
a tiny little place for me to keep my dreams.