Friday, August 29, 2008

d.a.r.l.i.n.g...


Where did you come from
You're no stranger
How I know
you will return
so I won't be sad
D.A.R.L.I.N.G.

In that harbor of a room
you'll find your anchor soon
in the parting of our ways
may it never happen
any way

In the highest blackened moon
there'd be more life
in the right shade of our
sighs, Death!, be gone!
D.A.R.L.I.N.G.

In that harbor of a room
you'll find your anchor soon
in the parting of our ways
may it never happen
anyway...

All of your charms
couldn't keep you from...

-beach house

Monday, August 25, 2008

everything all the time...


Spent the last week psychotically cleaning my room. I was able to get rid of about 4 garbage bags worth of stuff that I was carrying around for no reason and I was able to pull together about 3 bags full of clothing to donate. It's immensely satisfying to purge my life of all the bullshit and garbage that I carry around and I wish it were as easy to purge my insides as it is to physically put something in a bag and place it on the curb.

Sunday, August 17, 2008