sex and a small town.

dear keith, 

you’re kick ass at getting laid but suck at calling someone back.

fix this.

love,

your love life

 

off to the races

And we’re off to the races, places
Ready set the gate is, down
And then we’re going in
To las vegas, pay us
Cause you know we’ll race this
Honey it is time to spit
Boy you’re so crazy, baby
I love you forever
Not maybe
You are my one true love
You are my one true love

downtown

i am scar tissue

i am blind eyes and a careless smile

i fuck and forget

i am alive

not dead at all

so what’s the deal?

do you want to get to know me?

cause i’m pretty sure you would look good

as a notch on my headboard

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listening to dessa darling before bed: 

congratulations to the dry eyes

consolation to the nice guys

condensation is on the underside of everything i touch

i seem to chill the objects that i meant to love so much.

pump the anesthesia, spite the man that leaves you.

such beauty 

be right back

losing my mind to boredom.

sorry angel

i love this song!

tonight your ghost will ask my ghost: “where is the love”?

Metric is one of my favorite bands. Through every trail and tribulation I have gone through in my life I can also depend on them to create a soundtrack to the situation. From first moving to Newfoundland and back again and then moving to Victoria. Their songs track the progress of my life’s journey, from happiness, sadness, bitterness and back to contentment. This song came up on my iPod as I was making my way to work and it just delighted me to swim through memories, to remember good and bad times and realize that I haven’t lost all that much. 

staying warm

winter showed up. it’s -35 outside and fucking snowy. after living in victoria for 4 winters it is hard to wrap my head around this shit show going on outside. yes, i know victoria is experiencing winter right now but that snow will melt in like a day and a half while i am stuck in a fucking winter “wonderland” until i leave to move back in april. 

until then i am going to download music and drink tea and bitch. bitch, bitch, bitch. 

as i stated before i was downloading new music. my friend cassie showed me this remix and i fucking love it. 

 

also i have a date this weekend and i am not typically the type to date…i am more the “well that was fun, call you? well maybe.” type. 

the ghost won’t mind if we’re high on sin

fell asleep at 8:45 last night and then woke up again at midnight and could not fall back to sleep! did what i usually do and found a bunch of new music! this was one of my favorites from the night, totally a dark and twisted love story which i find to be sexy. 

thank god for insomnia. 

fine balance

one leads to blindness 

one leads to seeing too much