Kisses, so warm. The best.
Embraces, just right.
You’re the greatest person to lay next to.
When you sleep, adorable.
Talking to you, so comfortable.
DIGITAL SHORT | 3502 THREW IT ON THE GROUND [x]
I love this song, reminds me of my fellow Greeners XP
why did nobody tell me about this
Okay… I lied. I just had to post this one of her though, you must understand.
“I could honestly say I was scared for my life! They said, all the nonbelievers they get to eat dirt and the believers get to spit in their graves. Believe! You know that statue, that statue of baby Jesus, in the window, in the window of the 99 cent store. When I woke up I ran and bought it and locked it in my closet with a little bread and water and a flashlight and a first aid kit ‘til he grows.”
Okay, I’ll try to refrain from posting more Bjork for a bit, however, here is some Regina. I was turned on to Regina Spektor when I heard the song “That Time,” which really hit me pretty strongly at that moment in my life.
“So cheap and Juicy!”
My Funny Valentine (Rare)
My funny Valentine, sweet comic valentine, you make me smile with my heart, your looks are laughable, unphotographical, yet you’re my favourite work of art.
Is your figure less than Greek? Is your mouth a little weak? When you open it to speak? Are you Smart?
But don’t change a hair for me, not if you care for me, stay little Valentine stay. Each day is Valentine’s Day.
“I think everyone’s bisexual to some degree or another, it’s just a question of whether or not you choose to recognize it and embrace it. Personally, I think choosing between men and women is like choosing between cake and ice cream. You’d be daft not to try both when there are so many different flavours.”
Until Winter quarter is over.
Wow, this year is flying by.
I don’t want to go home =/ I really hope I can find a job so I can stay…
For the past two hours. I would like to learn. It’s so beautiful.
That aside, sorry about the massive amounts of Bjork… I just forgot, temporarily, how brilliant she is.
I’m a fountain of blood, in the shape of a girl. You’re the bird on the brim, hypnotized by the whirl. Drink me, make me feel real, wet your beak in the stream - Game we’re playing is life. Love is a two way dream.
I would die happily if I could only see Bjork play live.
I hunt for a sign of you in all the others,
in the rapid undulant river of women,
braids, shyly sinking eyes,
light step that slides, sailing through the foam.
Suddenly I think I can make out your nails-
oblong, quick, nieces of a cherry-:
then it’s your hair that passes by, and I think
I see your image, a bonfire, burning in the water.
I searched, but no one else had your rhythms,
your light, the shady day you brought from the forest;
nobody had your tiny ears.
You are whole-exact-and everything you are is one,
and so I go along, with you I float along, loving
a wide Mississippi toward a feminine sea.
- Pablo Neruda