October 2010
29 posts
Portishead - Western Eyes
Then, I died.
I grabbed the phone, dialed, number after number,
you picked up, I didn’t even realized.
I just wanted to talk to you.
Blocked. Fuck.
Blocked.
Fuck.
Blocked.
Fuck.
Blocked.
Fuck.
Blocked.
Fuck.
I’m fucking blocked fucking fuck,
7am
I’m not going to sleep.
It's a secret
I fell asleep holding a heart.
It’s a secret, don’t tell anyone.
My brain is completely infatuated something with you.
I don’t need a doctor,
it’s just my guts.
Answer me truthfully, do the clouds kiss you...
In-hale
Breathe me in
Breathe me out
Ex-hale
impossibility
Since you got there, here, then and now,
I had the same persisting thought.
it’s an impossibility not wanting to,
it can’t expire.
I’m sorry.
Fabric, patterns, blue…
Plastic, plastic, plastic.
(you within, akin to something you-yours)
An empty spot, a mark. Missing, the absence is astoundingly remarkable in empty surroundings, (it’s nothing new).
It hurts to see them gone,
my hands are the guilty perpetrator.
“There’s a pill for every fucked up thought,
And a cure for every fucked...”
– fbtmof
Are you scared? Sad?
Why are you so mad little child?
Writing school work is boring. Hope he likes it.
Fucker.
(edit) A la verga, no voy a terminar, estúpido Pascal.
(edit 2) 11:53 faltan dos minutos, pero ya lo mande, pendejo, sí terminé.
(edit 3) Sólo fue frustración.
I wrote FUCK
It’s ridiculous:
Insane-(utterly senseless, utterly mad, sense-less).
Asphixiating: breathless while… Actions followed by short breath.
As·phyx·i·ate, honey.
Incomprehensible
.foolish. irrational.
Withouth sense.
I make no sense, sense, no-sense, in. sa. ne. you’re a thought before an afterthought.
The product, the second thought, after? Thoughts?...