When I was 17; I had wrists like steel, and I felt complete. And now my body fades behind a brass charade, and I’m obsolete.
Time is just one ironic minute to the next. Although you feel like you’ve change, no one really does, do they? We’re all just blank slates, so people see us how they please, they create something out of nothing. What is a person, but just body of blood? We’re all basic, hollow structures, unknowing of the people who see us half empty, or half full. Some say they see the best in us, but they only see what they want in themselves. Some say they see the worst, only because they’re so terrified of being completely empty and alone. So we all put on our smiles and pretend to be filled with joy, because if we don’t, we might as well not exist.
wow, they change like every week, haha. current favs include: naked empire, angus and julia stone, vampire weekend, jacob vanags, la roux, metric, florence and the machine, lisa mitchell, and phoenix.
my long lasting favs are: the afters, death cab, bright eyes, bat for lashes, tool, jack’s mannequin, within temptation, something corporate, relient k, mmj, muse, mgmt, kate nash, iron and wine, jeffree star, explosions in the sky, imogen heap, fiona apple, damien rice, azure ray, hollywood undead, animal collective and keane.
i love pretty much love everything from the 60s and up, except country music and lady gaga.
hahah, well that’s probably way more than you wanted to know!