June 2010
i need to learn to let go of things and people. i need to learn not to care about most things so much.
we continue in our state of rest or of uniform motion, unless we are compelled to change that state by forces impressed upon us.
the difference between what’s real and what i’ve created in my head.
life is never going to be as good as it is in my head.
everyday i begin again.
further chaos. beyond that there shall be truth.
while you make pretty speeches i’m being cut to shreds you feed me to the lions a delicate balance
and this just feels like spinning plates.
drifting away like a feather in the air.
i don’t want to jinx it.
i’m kind of sporadic.
sanity is a very good thing to have. but to live in madness is the only way to live. it makes you breathe and see and smell and colours everything with new definition and clarity.
there are some things that can’t be fixed and my restlessness is one of them.
if it doesn’t kill you, it will shape you. if it doesn’t break you, it will make you.
i am made of dreams.
and sometimes i don’t have a body. i have something like a body, but without the weight, kinda see through.
in the mood for neon.
i cannot exist for long under conditions of absolute reality.
antony (and the johnsons) & the metropole...
everything is an illusion. illusion, immitation, a mirage. its like having a good dream, you know you are going to wake up.
the love i give will return to me. the love i give will return to me. the love i give will return to me. the love i give will return to me. the love i give will return to me.
i have a serious problem with getting my hopes up.
