Imogen Heap - Hide and Seek (Dubstep)
sometimes all it takes is oolong tea, the privacy of space of the garafe and boyfriend;s music to make a shitty night better.
johnny called me immature, selfish and i don’t even know what else over a facebook status because the survery i posted as a note was “very offensive.” it upset me. how silly. he isn’t anything to me anymore. he was a mistake. he emotionally kicked the shit out of me and he continues to do so. i give him the power to do so. how silly.
“you’re the sore spot on the back of my hand; you’re the skin i’m picking off my fingertips.”
last night, christopher was hovering above me, kissing my face when he accidentally left a giant puddle of slobber on me. i still liked him after that. i told him, “i am going to fall in love with you. and it’s really going to piss me off.” and heee said he knew what i meant. he understood the meaning of “you’re so cute, sometimes i want to hit you in the face with a folding chair.” what is up with this kid? aaah, he takes me to church and i can share thoughts with him and his mind is so open and he is so stimulating. i adore him and his giant eyebrows.
My lovely friend Courtney and her mancompanion make music. She has a beautiful voice. Listen to Harbour Curse and My Dear, Into the Ocean.
Really, KATKATKAT, listen to her voice.
so this is what i do. battle through the homesickness and cultivate something wonderful for myself. or cultivate myself to be wonderful?
i need to own this. i need to own this.
Damn, I agree. I want it. Pyramid Head is my lover.
I need to make this, badly
need.