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O.J.
I've had this song stuck on my mind, on repeat, for the last 24 hours. I find it surprisingly energising in the morning.
Darkest Light
Hypnotise
Look me in the eyes
Release your mind
I can make you mine
Tube Tales I
A few days ago on the tube - I was sitting a couple of seats away from a middle aged man. He was sitting with his head titled forward and he was asleep. Not only was he asleep but he was snoring so loudly that I could hear it through my earphones filled with music.
In fact I am sure that the whole tube carriage could hear him snore.
In my mind a few questions pop up:
In fact I am sure that the whole tube carriage could hear him snore.
In my mind a few questions pop up:
- Is he aware that by falling asleep he'll broadcast his snoring to the whole carriage?
- Does he even know that he snores?
- How will he wake up at the right stop when he's sleeping to heavily?
Some days...
... you just need a hug!
Wild Life
This reminds me that this fall I should definitely get some seeds. Every year I get very excited, after a couple of months of soggy grey London winter I realise that all I am really doing is making the pigeon population of London fatter.
Oh and the occasional squirrel!
Time for Dinner
Hungry anyone?
Sailor & I
Something you said made me lose it again
I can't remember the last time you made me feel safe
There's no room for love, no time for understanding
Sometimes I start a fight just to see if you care.
It's not getting better
It's not getting any easier.
I never thought I'd become so cold inside.
Day after day, we're wishing our lives would change
As long as you say it's alright, it's alright with me.
If we promise too much, more than enough.
I never thought it'd be easy, not hard like this.
Numbers in action
I'd forgotten all about this song and how good it it. It's a real good song for starting your week of. Motivation for the office anyone?
I wanna see $
I wanna see £
Swirl of Colour
Here's a swirl of colour to brighten your day!
Walk like a big boy
I saw a Mum with her son, he was about 8 years old. He was walking next to her while clinging on to her hand and arm. She shoved him away, release his grip on her hand and said:
"Walk like a big boy"
"Walk like a big boy"
He whined a little bit but agreed - all I could think was:
"In less than a year he won't ever want to hold you hand again - maybe you should take advantage of the moment?"
"In less than a year he won't ever want to hold you hand again - maybe you should take advantage of the moment?"
I don't know, maybe some people aren't sentimental...
Once more with feeling...
So a while back I wrote about a one sided friendship...
Now I think I have ended up in the same situation with another one of my friends. The question now is: Is it just circumstantial and a coincidence or am I the one who brings it out of people?
Now I think I have ended up in the same situation with another one of my friends. The question now is: Is it just circumstantial and a coincidence or am I the one who brings it out of people?
Apocalypse Wasp
So I work in an office that has an outer courtyard. You actually have to go outside to get to the kitchen and bathroom areas. We share this office building with 7 other companies, all smallish like the company I work for. So we all have to step into the fresh air before getting to the coffee maker every morning.
Today, our landlord for the building announced that he needs to kill a wasps nest on the courtyard. There will be an hour of wasp killing time with furious wasps darting around the courtyard, when no one will be able to reach the kitchen/bathrooms.
Currently there is a stampede of collecting fresh coffee/top up water bottles/last minute checks - as we all prepare to bunk down for the wasp-ocalypse.
Today, our landlord for the building announced that he needs to kill a wasps nest on the courtyard. There will be an hour of wasp killing time with furious wasps darting around the courtyard, when no one will be able to reach the kitchen/bathrooms.
Currently there is a stampede of collecting fresh coffee/top up water bottles/last minute checks - as we all prepare to bunk down for the wasp-ocalypse.
Angry Man
I saw a man on the bus today. Getting extremely angry and upset over the fact that bus has to hold to regulate the service.
He was shouting "Unbelievable - why can't we just drive!!" and then he was making little frustrated noises and threw his head back. Once the bus started moving after a hold of less than 3 minutes he clapped his hands really sarcastically.
Such a sad angry man. All that energy could have been spent in a more productive way. I couldn't help but think:
"How unfulfilling and sad is your life, if you place such anger so misdirected? How do you really feel when you wake up in the morning? What in your life is making you so angry?"
He was shouting "Unbelievable - why can't we just drive!!" and then he was making little frustrated noises and threw his head back. Once the bus started moving after a hold of less than 3 minutes he clapped his hands really sarcastically.
Such a sad angry man. All that energy could have been spent in a more productive way. I couldn't help but think:
"How unfulfilling and sad is your life, if you place such anger so misdirected? How do you really feel when you wake up in the morning? What in your life is making you so angry?"
The Sweet Life
A sweet summer song.
Why see the world, when you've got the beach?
You could make it work, work better
Where she goes I don't know, I don't want to know
I don't care I don't see
The habit of forgetfulness
Every single day when I leave the office, I do 2 things before I leave...
I fill up my water bottle with water to take with my on the tube, which gets extremely hot over the summer. Secondly, I visit the ladies before heading back into my office to pick up my bag before leaving.
Every single day I forget my water bottle on the counter in the kitchen.
I fill up my water bottle with water to take with my on the tube, which gets extremely hot over the summer. Secondly, I visit the ladies before heading back into my office to pick up my bag before leaving.
Every single day I forget my water bottle on the counter in the kitchen.
And every single day I keep thinking to myself, today I must remember it!
An unlikely union
How would have thought that Electro master Mr. Oizo and the very controversial Marilyn Manson would ever do a song together?
Excluding?
Heard on the tube announcement system:
"Ladies and Gentlewomen..."
Power
Having power is both intoxicating and scary
or at least so I have heardOld dairy entry - 2006
I was reading my old dairy today and I found an entry that was quite full on. It was relating every single line of a song's lyrics with how I felt by underlining it with a sentence of my own... All I can say about it now is: I am glad that this was 2006 and that I no longer feel like that.
Bright Eyes - Black Comedy
Bright Eyes - Black Comedy
Once I gave a look to you but you
never gave it back
That is normally how it goes
So here I stand expressionless,
I can not talk about it
but my memory’s intact
Playing like a movie on a loop, again and again in my head.
I guess the past is good for a
laugh
If I make a joke about it first, you can't
A comedy so dry and black that it
makes my stomach hurt so bad
Oh yes, that's my life
I cried, so two thumbs up we give
this one,
The tears forever present
despite it’s predictable ending,
Everything always ends in the same way
The dialogue seemed rushed and
wrong
That is me in a panic
but the actors did their best to
place some worth on every word,
Everyone lies and says it'll be fine
like coffins dropped into the
earth,
In my dreams, you are alive
the saddest song we ever heard, we
sang along,
The darkness is so familiar now, isn't it?
we sang: Take this weight away,
Please, let me be able to breathe again
take this weight away...
Sometimes you just can't breathe
It's Too Late
My mind is made up
I am not coming back to you
It's Too Late For Love
Is it Paranoia or Intuition?
A little twinge of doubt - a changed date.
Turns out it was all paranoia...
Clingy or Unappreciated?
I was walking down the street the other day and witnessed some quite strange chemistry between a couple.
They were in their mid 20s walking down the street. He was fairly well dressed and holding a bag in one hand and a cigarette in his half closed fist in the other hand. His girlfriend (?) was walking next to him, wearing white skinny jeans with black knickers that very clearly was shining through the fabric.
She was trying to hold his hand - the hand that he has closed around the cigarette. She keep holding her fingers over the back of his hand. At some moments letting go to another few second later almost trying to prise his fingers off the cigarette in order to entwine their fingers.
Really? He clearly "can't" hold your hand.
The thing is - during the amount of time I was walking behind them on the pavement he would have had the time to smoke the cigarette, stubbed out the cigarette bud and grab hold of her hand. Clearly he was in no hurry to smoke it, so why doesn't he just put it in his pocket and hold his girlfriends hand?
They were in their mid 20s walking down the street. He was fairly well dressed and holding a bag in one hand and a cigarette in his half closed fist in the other hand. His girlfriend (?) was walking next to him, wearing white skinny jeans with black knickers that very clearly was shining through the fabric.
She was trying to hold his hand - the hand that he has closed around the cigarette. She keep holding her fingers over the back of his hand. At some moments letting go to another few second later almost trying to prise his fingers off the cigarette in order to entwine their fingers.
Really? He clearly "can't" hold your hand.
The thing is - during the amount of time I was walking behind them on the pavement he would have had the time to smoke the cigarette, stubbed out the cigarette bud and grab hold of her hand. Clearly he was in no hurry to smoke it, so why doesn't he just put it in his pocket and hold his girlfriends hand?
Or maybe he didn't want to hold her hand?
Interviewing New Housemates
As one of our housemates is currently leaving us for greener pastures. We are again going through the process of finding a new housemate. I find it quite hard to get to know someone in a space of a brief meeting. As we know by experience it may take a few months before someone's annoying traits start to creep out.
So we are going through the process and it is just as interesting/hard as ever. What I find interesting is the different priorities that we have, the 4 of us that are left. The following are the key attributes that we look for (I will not say which one is mine) in a new housemate:
#1
Not that bothered as long as they seem nice
#2
As long as they are fit, that's all that matters
#3
They need to stay in the house for an indefinite period, need to seem settled and ready to make our house a home
#4
It can be anyone as long as they do not have loud parties, sing or play an instrument. They need to be Q-U-I-E-T!
So we are going through the process and it is just as interesting/hard as ever. What I find interesting is the different priorities that we have, the 4 of us that are left. The following are the key attributes that we look for (I will not say which one is mine) in a new housemate:
#1
Not that bothered as long as they seem nice
#2
As long as they are fit, that's all that matters
#3
They need to stay in the house for an indefinite period, need to seem settled and ready to make our house a home
#4
It can be anyone as long as they do not have loud parties, sing or play an instrument. They need to be Q-U-I-E-T!
Calendar of 2007
I saw a man on the tube reading his calendar from 2007, was he...
... dreaming of his glory days?
... trying to remember something?
... using the calendar as a notebook?
... retracing his or someone else's part movements?
... dreaming of his glory days?
... trying to remember something?
... using the calendar as a notebook?
... retracing his or someone else's part movements?
Mysterious
Pink Beard
I saw a man on the tube today.
Upper middle ages, with some shopping bags looking like a retired builder who likes to watch rugby and drink a pint of bitter - with the complimentary belly. He was very ordinary man with grey hair - getting on with his life.
Then he was sporting a full beard - coloured brightly neon pink.
No joke.
Brightened up my commute.
Overheard Conversation
I overheard this conversation between a couple the other day, around half five walking home from work.
Him
Him
"I really need a drink right now"Her
"You fucking need to stop slagging off my Mother"
Lovely...
You (Everything Is About You)
You have no idea of how it feels - so little time and so much stress
When we meet trouble, you will run away
Is it mine or your fault?
Doesn't matter as long as you play your part
Burning Paper
This is the word for word translation of a Swedish hip hop track. I really like it in Swedish. To put the song in some context it is written by a guy about a girl he had something with. So let's see if the lyrics will hold up to my scrupulous translation:
You told me that you already have a man
Just after we had slept with each other
But it didn't matter, because I was with someone too
That I really fancied or at least had something with
It started with you send texts to my phone
A lot of late nights, when you had been drinking wine
They were fairly flirtatious, but the morning after
There would always be a new text, where your were ashamed and like
We are burning paper, only paper and never fire wood
We are burning paper, it flames up quickly and then burns down
We are burning paper, only paper and never fire wood
We are burning paper, it flames up quickly and then burns down
You started appearing in Stockholm more often
Sex in my bed, but then you suddenly were in a hurry
To meet your sister, because that's why you were visiting
You told me that I absolutely couldn't tell
Anyone about this, not even that we had seen each other
I told you I would keep quiet, but that wasn't strictly true
And it seemed like all of your friends already knew
We are burning paper, only paper and never fire wood
We are burning paper, it flames up quickly and then burns down
We are burning paper, only paper and never fire wood
We are burning paper, it flames up quickly and then burns down
But one morning when we woke up in each others arms
I felt wholly fuck how hard my heart was beating
I realised that I had accidentally fallen in love with you
I wrote how I felt and sent an email
You felt the same and responded immediately
That this meant that we could never see each other again
An innocent fling isn't that dangerous
But suddenly things started to feel too serious
We are burning paper, only paper and never fire wood
We are burning paper, it flames up quickly and then burns down
We are burning paper, only paper and never fire wood
We are burning paper, it flames up quickly and then burns down
You did not want to leave your old relationship
For something that might be a fleeting passion
You said - You don't know me. I didn't argue
You said - You will realise that I am an idiot
I felt somewhere deep down that this could be true
And when the first strong feelings started to burn out
You said - Maybe it was only like paper burning
I felt somewhere deep down that this could be true
We are burning paper, and only paper and never fire wood
We are burning paper, it flames up quickly and then burns down
We are burning paper, and only paper and never fire wood
We are burning paper, it flames up quickly and then burns down
I want to...
Make your smoke and kisses
Black and White
Black and White
The mouthwash drama
I live with 4 other people, one of them today stomped into the kitchen carrying out an agitated rant where this person (from here on know as 'Housemate') stated that more than half of Housemate's mouthwash had been used by a unknown perpetrator. Housemate went on about this at some length and then stomped out. Personally, even if I have no knowledge of this mystery event find it a bit distressing when someone in the house is mad. More so because I feel like Housemate's anger is directed to all of us. Like it's some great conspiracy and Housemate is the victim.
First of all Housemate is known to be dramatic, so I think that Housemate is exaggerating how much mouthwash is missing. I wanted to bring up the following points, but have long ago decided not to involve myself too much in issues regarding Housemate.
If I cared I would have said the following (but if I did it would only be perceived as me accusing Housemate, more so validating Housemate's opinion of being a victim):
I only overheard parts of Housemate's rant on the matter, but I did catch Housemate saying that:
"I am not from a rich family"
Arguing that Housemate can't afford, in Housemate's mind someone purposely stealing from Housemate. I can only compare what I see of Housemate with my own situation. Housemate lives in London, doesn't work that much, is a full time student and still:
First of all Housemate is known to be dramatic, so I think that Housemate is exaggerating how much mouthwash is missing. I wanted to bring up the following points, but have long ago decided not to involve myself too much in issues regarding Housemate.
If I cared I would have said the following (but if I did it would only be perceived as me accusing Housemate, more so validating Housemate's opinion of being a victim):
- maybe you don't remember how much you've used
- maybe you think that there was more left than what there was
- maybe someone's house guest at some point mistakenly used some (in the last 1 month we have probably had about 10 guests frequent the house - 7 of which was an all night drinking party)
- No one in this house would purposely steal mouthwash from you
I only overheard parts of Housemate's rant on the matter, but I did catch Housemate saying that:
"I am not from a rich family"
Arguing that Housemate can't afford, in Housemate's mind someone purposely stealing from Housemate. I can only compare what I see of Housemate with my own situation. Housemate lives in London, doesn't work that much, is a full time student and still:
- Comes home with shopping bags than me per month
- Have more deliveries of things Housemate has bought online than me
- Travel more frequently, both to visit Housemate's parents and to visit friends in other countires, than what I do
And I would never kick up such a fuzz about a £5 bottle of mouthwash.
The result is that Housemate has moved out everything that belongs to Housemate from the shared bathroom.
Hannah Peel - Chloe
To spend a life in a dizzy maze
Returning phrase of mine
When that first, first took it's place
You chose, you chose unwise
Let them love you, let them try
You confuse your head
You chose to do this, yes you did
So never say regret
Whatever else we gave to each other
all the pain we endure to get further
All the things that we gave to the others
conversations we had with other
All the lies we exchange had to recover
And we walk through the streets like strangers
To night what we feel is to not live at all
You walked and wide
And stayed past five
We stand in doors disguised
Let them love you, let them try
You confuse your head
You chose to do this, yes you did
So never say regret
Whatever else we gave to each other
all the pain we endure to get further
All the things that we gave to the others
conversations we had to recover
All the lies we exchange by the other
And we walk through the streets like strangers
To night what we feel is to not live at all
I live for now
I am not lonely in my dark
I've met with my fear
I am not lonely in my dark
I live for now
As we walk through the streets like strangers
To night what we feel to not live at all
Friendly Dinner - Dinner 'Date'
So a while back I was out to dinner with a friend of mine. In my eyes it was strictly a friendly meal but as the night progressed I realised that this was not the case from his perspective - the big question is:
How do you know?
I pretty much ended up on a double date and from this an intense and alcohol-fuled night was the result.
I know I'm at fault as well - being fairly naive in these situations never really considering how it is perceived from the other person's point of view before I'm actually in a position where I can't ignore it anymore.
It's hard, finding friends and reading social situations. Even more so in London where social perceptions from a myriad of cultures are mixed up into a melting pot of potentially miss-read situations.
Personally, I struggle with this as I really dislike guys and girl who:
As soon as someone from the opposite sex as much as exchanges a few sentences of pleasantries with them goes: "My boyfriend/girlfriends thinks/says/does.."
In the case of the friendly dinner that turned out be more of a romantic intent from this friend of mine. He never once said it was date, never made his intentions clear prior to this. If he did, then obviously my powers of deduction are extremely poor in combination with his hints being extremely subtle.
Hopefully, we can move on from this and genuinely be friends. However, I guess that the ball is in his court.
It's hard, finding friends and reading social situations. Even more so in London where social perceptions from a myriad of cultures are mixed up into a melting pot of potentially miss-read situations.
Personally, I struggle with this as I really dislike guys and girl who:
As soon as someone from the opposite sex as much as exchanges a few sentences of pleasantries with them goes: "My boyfriend/girlfriends thinks/says/does.."
It is so forced and arrogant. Just because you are in a relationship does not mean that every single person that talks to you is coming on to you.
In the case of the friendly dinner that turned out be more of a romantic intent from this friend of mine. He never once said it was date, never made his intentions clear prior to this. If he did, then obviously my powers of deduction are extremely poor in combination with his hints being extremely subtle.
Hopefully, we can move on from this and genuinely be friends. However, I guess that the ball is in his court.
Josh Record - Wonder
Soon the stars will disappear
Have I forgotten how to sleep
I wonder
The clouds appear and lands will meet
The sun will raise its head for me
In wonder
All I ever wanted is you
And all I ever wanted is you
Unashamed you bear my name
You take me to those days, we were younger
Your secrets are now mine to keep
Our shadows meet
Your night's in vowed
In love
All I ever wanted is you
And all I ever wanted is you
All I ever wanted is you
And all I ever wanted is you
So here we stand
Oh, when the mist of all we had
We will stand
You are just a plea
With the love we have achieved
And all I wanted is
And all I wanted is
Is you
All I ever wanted is you
And all I ever wanted is you
All I ever wanted is you
And all I ever wanted is you
Classic!
Need a bass player? Probably best not to call this dude... pic.twitter.com/JeuTnbD8B7
— Jagz Kooner (@JagzKooner1) March 22, 2013
Meet: A Million Billion Dying Suns
As the million billion suns die, they coalesce into one singular form of energy, before they explode into super nova. It is the vanishing point, where you and me don't matter, but we do. And so do you. Yes You. We are all Dying Suns, sewn into the same fabric. Endlessly dying, constantly living, in the pattern of the infinite universe.
Oh, so casual
The nice boy that always fits into whatever situation I put him in.
So maybe he is a place holder...
So maybe I should let him go?
Mind mess
A while back I wrote this about a boy:
I am so sick of you. In a way. You keep playing with my head - in a way I kind of wished that I knew what you were thinking. It would be so much easier than all of this analysing. But then when you are in a situation with someone where you are so wrapped up in analysing every encounter it clearly is not a functional situation.
This was my analysis then:
So when you then wait for a little and start talking to me again. It doesn't really make me happy anymore - it just makes me annoyed.
This is my analysis now:
Clearly, this was still all up in my head. But looking back and I think this applies to all of us: We all wish we could be a little bit more clear cut in our analysis when we are in the eye of the storm.
This was my analysis then:
So what happens for me in these circumstances is that I just back off, because clearly all the over-analysing is not that good for my inner peace.
So when you then wait for a little and start talking to me again. It doesn't really make me happy anymore - it just makes me annoyed.
This is my analysis now:
Clearly, this was still all up in my head. But looking back and I think this applies to all of us: We all wish we could be a little bit more clear cut in our analysis when we are in the eye of the storm.
Just imagine all the feelings/frustration we could have saved...
Summer Rain
I love the summer rain.
It is just something with how it makes all the scents of the world come alive that is magic.
Plus that humid wall of heat and scents hitting you when you step out of the door.
Rearrange
Trying to find a diamond in an avalanche
But you just haven't had the chance
Oh, let it out, let it out
Let it all out
You rearrange my mind
Maybe...
A boy that makes me smile when...
He texts me
I think of him
I see him
Must be a good thing...
Right?
Friends, Aren't We?
How do I know that you know that we are really just meant to be friends?
I know I told you so, and quite directly I might add(!)
Since then you have texted me to hang out in the park, chillin as friends.
That turned out to involve champagne, strawberries and a picnic blanket - so clearly not that friendly... right?
You've asked to hang out again this weekend - if it turns out to have same level of preparation from you part then clearly:
You are trying to prove with your actions that I made mistake saying "We should just be friends..."
I know I told you so, and quite directly I might add(!)
Since then you have texted me to hang out in the park, chillin as friends.
That turned out to involve champagne, strawberries and a picnic blanket - so clearly not that friendly... right?
or am I just being paranoid?
You've asked to hang out again this weekend - if it turns out to have same level of preparation from you part then clearly:
You are trying to prove with your actions that I made mistake saying "We should just be friends..."
You forget:
I know what I want and I am always right....
Never not chasing a million things at once
Don't you think it is boring how people talk
They can smart with the words again but I am bored
Because I am doing this for the thrill of it, killing it
They can smart with the words again but I am bored
Because I am doing this for the thrill of it, killing it
You are always going to be...
What I want you to be...
Tube Buddies
I've almost gone into a routine now, by taking the same tube each morning. So now I have eastblished a couple of Tube Buddies - people that I actually recognise every morning. Let's describe them:
The man with the long ponytail
He normally has his waist length hair braided and falling down his back. A few specks of grey in it, underlining his life long commitment and he still wears band branded hoodies. I have no idea what he does for a living but he is certainly an intriguing character.
The medium build guy in a suit
There's this guy maybe in his late twenties with a slightly softer and rounder shape that normally wears a grey suit as a contrast to his dark brown short beard. He looks like a potential city worker bit not quite as clean cut as sterotype would dictate and he has this quirky quality about him.
So I guess I have started to collect these people that I see every day on the tube and recognise...
All friendly, no conviction
So you are very mysterious - you are really friendly with me and we do get on. We do see each other regularly because we have the same routines and in between that you do email me and I respond.
I've been hoping for you to ask me out. But when I think you are about to it is like you bottle it. I understand. However, the reason why I don't ask you out myself is very simple:
My last dating situation I was the porgressor so this time around: I want to wait for you, to make sure that you want it enough to brave it and ask me - rather than just accepting my offer because it is there.
However, this situation has its own shelf life and we are just on the fence regarding that. Give it another week it'll be too late. You have been playing it in limbo for way too long. You're slowly drifting into the friend zone. To be honest, if you had asked me out 4 weeks ago I would said yes. Now? I just feel like you didn't have enough conviction to take a chance on me.
To sum it up, I did hold a light for you - for a while. However, if you are not going act upon it is only so long that I make excuses for you.
However, this situation has its own shelf life and we are just on the fence regarding that. Give it another week it'll be too late. You have been playing it in limbo for way too long. You're slowly drifting into the friend zone. To be honest, if you had asked me out 4 weeks ago I would said yes. Now? I just feel like you didn't have enough conviction to take a chance on me.
To sum it up, I did hold a light for you - for a while. However, if you are not going act upon it is only so long that I make excuses for you.
At some stage I start taking personal, like it's my fault...
Night In
Tonight it is just Jeremiah Weed and I, ah nice and relaxing.
We could have a hell of the time
You must've fallen down from out of the sky
When you were too high from flying around
I swear to god you must be some kind of ghost in disguise
The way you haunt me when it comes down
When you were too high from flying around
I swear to god you must be some kind of ghost in disguise
The way you haunt me when it comes down
Fireman
He take a one step forward, one step back
And it's all a part of his attack
He take a one step forward, one step back
Cause he knows I like that
And it's all a part of his attack
He take a one step forward, one step back
Cause he knows I like that
Fireman, oh fireman
Somebody turn up the fan
I better watch my hands
You say that it's alright
It is all I ever wanted
Bad Idea
Trying to swallow a painkiller with coffee creates more of a struggle than water, due to the coffee being warm and having different effect on the procedure compared to water.
Another good idea turned bad.
Tove Lo - Habits
And I drank up all my money
Tasted kind of lonely
Tasted kind of lonely
How I spend my day time
Loosen up the frown, make them feel alive
I make it fast and greasy
I know I'm way too easy
You're gone and I got to stay high
All the time to keep you off my mind
Someone who trusts you
One of my friends just revealed something very personal to me. At the time I found it strange, I questioned the medium of the conversation as well as me as the recepicent. But the more I look at it, the more I get it.
The information revealed was about him and his relationship.
I questioned why he was telling me this because, years and years ago there used to be a little something between us - now long dead and buried.
I get it know, just because of that fact and the fact that we've been friends for 8 years - he felt like he could come to me.
The medium this conversation was put through was Facebook chat - at the time I was questioning it. Not seeming like a very comfortable or constructive way of telling a rather complex story.
I get it now, it was a fairly exposing story possible nicer to tell it in writing. Plus who has not used Facebook chat late, late very late at night as a digital confessional?
So I guess in the light of day it all makes sense. It just a strange feeling when you realise who much someone trusts you, when that realisation actually surprises you.
You are the only one I can talk to
Paradise
Touch you once, my fingers go numb
Hold my breath one second to long
Fainting nervous when I wake up
You'll be gone, you're all that I got
Being with you a natural high
Still got every single butterfly
Just what they all wish that they had
So intense it's driving me mad
So into you now
I want you for a million days
So say you want the same with me
With love for real without the lies
Is that what they call paradise?
Confidential Document!
It really annoys me when business men read a clearly labelled 'Confidential Contract' on a busy tube carriage. Not very private or confidential is it?
It makes me want to price the contract out of their hands
or
Lean over and take a few mobile phone pictures
I got a Good Feeling
I spend my life taking similar answers
So I'm asking do I have to pay to live with this bastard
Yes cause it's the middle of the night so we can't leave
No I could throw a tantrum or I could throw a party
Life has been so crazy but I've got a good feeling
So I wanna share it but I'm new to this
I wanna fill my cup
Lift it up to the ceiling
I don't really care who i do it with
Hot and Cold
The reason we work out so well:
Is because I don't expect anything from you.I know that if I don't reach out to you every once in a while - I would vanish from your mind.
But that's okay. I don't expect anything from you. I don't want anything from you.
But I can still enjoy your company. I can still like to occasionally like to have you around.
However, I am both Hot and Cold because you always act like you have no feelings...
West London vs North London
As you may or may not know. I work in West London and live in North London, it takes me a good 45 minutes on the tube. You readers who do not live in London may not know this, but like in any major city (I would imagine) different neighbourhoods have a different feel to them. What is surprising with London is that you can turn the corner and pretty much go from nice street to rough street. However, when you start traveling a little bit (like I do - North to West it feels like a different world).
The look of the place
West
Obviously certain parts of West London, like the place I work in is really well off, so the streets are all nice and pretty. The houses are prettier, more luxurious and maintained to a better level. Even the tube station (subway) is looking a lot posher.
North
So our houses may be a little bit run down, we have more estates and closer placed together. But in my heart I look at the buildings in my neighbourhood and think that they have got soul.
The people you meet on the street
West
Every single person in the street is very well dressed. But what really annoys me about them is - they walk like the own the street. No respect. On a very small pavement they will walk two next to each other - pushing me up next to the wall to the point where I'm brushed up again it.
North
So we may have some sketchy characters, but at least people will get out of your way and let you walk in peace when you are walking along the pavement.
The people running the shops
West
It is purely business no small talk, no nothing. I went to a shop at lunch and they don't really like to converse. The people running the shops look they don't really care about you.
North
Where I live the shopkeepers will talk to you about: The weather, politics, what you are doing that night/weekend, what's going on with them/you - anything under the sun.
Maybe I am just being a little bit judgmental about West London, but I am a North London girl. My ends have always been good to me. The people may not look well put together all of the time, but they are nice people and the neighrbourhood has a lot of charm and familiarity to me.
Conclusion: I don't think I could live in West London...
The look of the place
West
Obviously certain parts of West London, like the place I work in is really well off, so the streets are all nice and pretty. The houses are prettier, more luxurious and maintained to a better level. Even the tube station (subway) is looking a lot posher.
North
So our houses may be a little bit run down, we have more estates and closer placed together. But in my heart I look at the buildings in my neighbourhood and think that they have got soul.
The people you meet on the street
West
Every single person in the street is very well dressed. But what really annoys me about them is - they walk like the own the street. No respect. On a very small pavement they will walk two next to each other - pushing me up next to the wall to the point where I'm brushed up again it.
North
So we may have some sketchy characters, but at least people will get out of your way and let you walk in peace when you are walking along the pavement.
The people running the shops
West
It is purely business no small talk, no nothing. I went to a shop at lunch and they don't really like to converse. The people running the shops look they don't really care about you.
North
Where I live the shopkeepers will talk to you about: The weather, politics, what you are doing that night/weekend, what's going on with them/you - anything under the sun.
Maybe I am just being a little bit judgmental about West London, but I am a North London girl. My ends have always been good to me. The people may not look well put together all of the time, but they are nice people and the neighrbourhood has a lot of charm and familiarity to me.
Conclusion: I don't think I could live in West London...
How To Be A Heartbreaker
Rule No. 1
You got to have fun, but when you are done - you got to be the first one to run.
Rule No. 2
Just don't get attach to, someone you could loose.
Rule No. 3
Wear you heart on your cheek, never on your sleeve.
Rule No. 4
Look pure, kiss him good bye at the door.
You got to have fun, but when you are done - you got to be the first one to run.
Rule No. 2
Just don't get attach to, someone you could loose.
Rule No. 3
Wear you heart on your cheek, never on your sleeve.
Rule No. 4
Look pure, kiss him good bye at the door.
Just like Marina said...
Kill Me
A song from the lovely Jared Evan, it's quite outspoken but it is something about it - that is very catchy and really hits the spot.
It's free to download from his SoundCloud, so I recommend it!
It's free to download from his SoundCloud, so I recommend it!
Feel my pain, I got an addiction
She's a drug she be all in my system
Sort of like a fiend when we fuck be blowing and sniffing
And all I really need's a prescription
If she's weed, I can't smoke enough
She's like heroine and sex man, she's dope as fuck
And I ain't getting any better here
I'm still sick with illness, kill me cause everything will be forever clear
Ever since the pain I can never bare
I'm loosing my brain but she gives it to me everywhere
I'm addicted baby, so why don't you kill me?
You're a sickness baby, but I need you to heal me
I can't take this no more, I've been having withdrawal
I've been feeling so alone, so I need you to kill me, kill me
...
My heart is nuclear
Laying on a fake beach
You will never get a tan
In the night your heart is full
And by the morning empty
But baby, I am the one that left you
You are not the one that left me
10 o'clock commuters
Normally, I get on the tube before the morning has rolled around to 8 am. However, the other day I overslept - like a stupid person and suddenly found myself on the tube with the just-before-10-am-start commuters and let me tell you they are a different breed from the ruffle of the 'push or be pushed' - 'as long as I get on the train' commuters of Early Risers.
Let's just say that this never happens on my normal train:
Let's just say that this never happens on my normal train:
1
A man calmly sitting down, feet stretched across the aisle reading a book titled "Neuropsychology of the Amnestic Syndrome"
2
A girl serenely playing on her iPad, making a pattern of a edgy pink shape on top of some fluffy white clouds on a blue background, in what looked like an modern version of Paint.
The before 8 o'clock crowd has slightly lower ambitions - like reading the newspaper without having your arms folded together like an accordion or not standing with you face straight into a strangers armpit.
Aww.... Ambitions
Bones - Josh Record
For he has stolen all
All of the good that you had
All the things that you loved and was sure of
And I have given less,
Oh, oh, you decide
I should re-mend this broken heart
Oh darling, when you feed our cold
Wait up, I'm coming home
And all of you, I will hold
My love will close your bones
My love will close your bones
Our love will close you bones
Stranger to your shield, you will let the devil in
Basking in the depths of your surrender
The key of what you had, won't let your fear go
When you close your eyes, may you remember
And darling, when you feed our cold
Wait up, I'm coming home
And all of you, I will hold
My love will close your bones
My love will close your bones
My love will close your bones
And darling, when you feed our cold
Wait up, I'm coming home
And all of you, I will hold
My love will close your bones
I'll never soften my grip
One Track Mind, One Track Heart
If I fail, I'll fall apart
Maybe it is all a test
'Cause I feel like I'm the worst
So I always act like I'm the best
Knock you out
When I first hear this song. I went and bought it, and in the first few days I listened to this song about 152 times (yes I checked!) It is just something about the sound and the very simple lyrics that attracts me to this song.
I must admit I have tried to listen to other song by Tiesto and they have really not caught on to me, like this one has
I must admit I have tried to listen to other song by Tiesto and they have really not caught on to me, like this one has
Baby
Bate you
Haha hopes...
I want to
Take you out
Baby
Bate you
Haha hopes...
I want to
Take you out
Baby
Bate you
Hahaha hopes...
I want to
Take you out
Baby
Bate you
Hahaha hopes...
I want to
Take you out
Baby
Bate you
Hahaha hopes...
I want to
Take you out
Baby
Bate you
Hahaha hopes...
I want to
Take you out
Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh
Take you out
Bate you
I will, I'll be
Bate you
I 'll be, I'll be
Bate you
I 'll be, I'll be
Bate you
Ba-Bate you
Ba-ba-bate you
Ba-ba-bate you
Starring Role
Sometimes I ignore you
So I feel in control
But really I adore you
And I can't leave you alone
Charlie Brown - Jared Evan
So I would recommend this song, by mr. Jared Evan. It is just something about the song that keeps catching on in my head. It is catchy and has a good hook, without being cheesy.
I get up too late
and I head to the class room
I'm wondering why
I'm wasting my time
losing my mind
everyday at school
they all laugh at me
they say Charlie Brown
you're such a tragedy
Picking on me in the parking lot
just swallow your pride don't cough it up
so I tell them hit the road,
what are you coming at me for
to all the people that hear me
you could win the fight
but no matter where the wind blows
nothing ever goes my way
no they won't stop chasing me anyway
anyway and this black cloud follows me
everyday, everyday but I wont be
my own worst enemy, enemy
and bring me down
I'm Charlie Brown
This kid is an outcast
always kicked out class they
they point fingers and say how will he outlast
inconsiderate
the teachers very omnipotent
they say that kids a problem where the fuck is his riddilin
uh, again and again i be stuck in these incidents
if hatred is the proof I can show you the evidence
and that's the type of world that all these kids is living in
so how could I give thanks when they all know where the giving is?
so I tell them hit the road
what are your coming at me for
to all the people that hear me, you could win the fight
but no matter where the wind blows
nothing ever goes my way
Nice try Charlie Brown!
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