sotd

sotd #2. for my bro. because, all of a sudden, sitting at my desk, i miss him so much. am gonna call him up and tell him i think he…

because it makes me think of you. pollyanna flower – alanis morissette. (through you I see I) Between a broken nose and a fake smileBetween piety and gunpowderBetween fighting and…

it’s a song title. today’s hot tune. run run run run run – fire through the window. the phone rings but he wont answerjust in case it might be herand…

so, it’s friday afternoon, the sun is setting, i’m updating, well, everything, and catching up on a few things. and plotting what to wear tonight in the great and fab…

i don’t think you get it.i don’t think you really, really do.the intimate length and breadth of it all.perhaps it is undefinable.muchlike the biggest and greatest things of all. it’s…

i’m reworking this place a little. started on the lounge, now i look out onto street lights and big tall buildings while i plod away at my keyboard. (larcy, just…

it just came on my ‘takes up entire screen’ winamp. wah. true though. here

here

sotd – possibly maybe – bjork. i love the album post. i love debut in much the same way. there is much resonation in bjork’s incoherent coherence. as much as…

“don’t waste your time on me, you’re already a voice inside my head”. /end that person.