If a guy could come to my window and sing anything to me, I would want it to be this.

Ah, one day.

Ohhh, new obsession

What my life is lacking.

Oh but the longing is terrible,
A wonton heart under attack.
I wanna love you,
All the way off,
I wanna break your back.
Colour of all that's hysterical,
Travels along your bones.
Just to be near you sucking your skin,
Not gonna leave you alone.
Yes here of course there are miracles,
A lover that loves that's one.
Groomed with the laughter,
Ecstatic disaster,
Come let's arouse the fun!
We could build and engine,
Out of all your rising stars.
Tear apart the apart,
We seem to think we are.
Call of work let's lay!
Call it lovers Day!
Call it lovers Day!
Give me the keys to your hiding place,
I'm not gonna tear it apart.
I'm gonna keep you weak in the knees,
Try to unlock your heart.
You're gonna turn me animal,
You’re gonna turn me dumb.
Your kiss in the night,
Bringing the light,
You’re like the rising sun.
I hunger for you like a cannibal,
Not gonna let you run.
I'm gonna take you,
I'm gonna shake you,
I'm gonna make you come.
Swear to god it will get so hot,
It’ll melt our faces off.
Then we can see,
The you the me,
Beyond mirrors outside clock.
Held naked in the light,
Held gently,
Held tight,
So soft!
Get off!
Get off!
Ball so hard,
We’ll smash the walls,
Break the bed,
And crash the floors, don’t!
Stop! Laugh and scream!
And have the neighbors call the cops!
'till all the eyes that they've seen our fire play!!
Can't forget,
Mark it down,
Call it lovers Day!!
Yes here of course there are miracles.
Under your sighs and moans.
I'm gonna take you,
I'm gonna take you home.

I feel compelled to pain these lyrics on my wall tomorrow

In a city sky rise all the time
You pushed me to the top floor so we could see the sights
I can tell that you wanted to,
Jump in the pool
Jump in the pool
I looked at you I knew you wanted to,
Jump in the pool
Jump in the pool

I push out
I breathe in
And still us turning away
Don't look back
Don't pretend
We'll ever take control again
And we're falling beyond the horizon,
And only the water remains

The fear is falling away

On the poolside staring into glowing blue,
Swimsuit issues with my toes curled in the grooves
I could tell that you wanted to,
Jump in the pool,
And jump in the pool,
I looked at you i knew you wanted to
Jump in the pool,
Jump in the pool.

I push out
I breathe in
And still us turning away
Don't look back
Don't pretend
We'll ever take control again
And we're falling beyond the horizon,
And only the water remains

The fear is falling away

Keep breathing, keep searching
Keep holding on
Keep breathing, keep living
Keep holding on

I push out
I breathe in
And still us turning away
Don't look back
Don't pretend
We'll ever take control again
And we're falling beyond the horizon,
And only the water remains

The fear is falling away

Oh, I wish Pinkerton could take the form of a lovely boy and we could get married and have children with ridiculous names.

It's sinful how great this is

Met a dancer
Who was high in a field
From her movement
Caught my breath on my way home
Couldn't stop that spinning force
I felt in me
Everything around seemed to giggle glee
She walked up with a flower and I cared

Got a dancer
Who gets wild to the beats of record rhythms
But I'm always away for weeks
That pass slow my
Mind gets lost
Feeling envy for the kid who'll dance despite anything
Oh while out in the flowers I feel better

If I could just leave my body for the night

Then we could be dancing
No more missing you while I'm gone
There we could be dancing
And you'd smile and say, "I like this song"
And when our eyes will meet there
We will recognize nothing's wrong
And I wouldn't feel so selfish
I won't be this way very long

To hold you in time
To hold you in time
To hold you in time
To hold you in time

While we were dancing
Early hours
Drunken days finally ended
And the streets turned for a pillowcase
Then I fumbled our good lock
Then the ecstasy turns to rising light
Through our windowpane
Now I'm gone
I left flowers for you there

It's too much to just keep this blog up to date.
I had a very interesting Friday night, but who knows when I'll get around to talking about it.

I also want to quit everything and become a comedian.

She says it helps with the lights out
Her rabid glow is like braille to the night.
She swears I'm a slave to the details
But if your life is such a big joke, why should I care?

The clock is set for nine but you know you're gonna make it eight.
So that you two can take some time, teach each other to reciprocate.

She feels that my sentimental side should be held with kid's gloves
But she doesn't know that I left my urge in the icebox
She swears I'm just prey for the female,
Well then hook me up and throw me, baby cakes, 'cause I like to get hooked.

The clock is set for nine but you know you're gonna make it eight.
All the people that you've loved they're all bound to leave some keepsakes.
I've been swinging all the time, think it's time I learned your way.
I picture you and me together in the jungle it would be ok.

I'll bring you when my lifeboat sails through the night
That is supposing that you don't sleep tonight

It's like learning a new a language
Helps me catch up on my mime
If you don't bring up those lonely parts
This could be a good time
It's like learning a new language

You come here to me
We'll collect those lonely parts and set them down
You come here to me

She says brief things, her love's a pony
My love's subliminal

She says brief things, her love's a pony
My love's subliminal


Six years later and this song/album still leaves me in complete awe.

Dear Sarah's subconscious,

no more dreams with me making out with faceless guys!
You are such a tease.

Fuck, it's been too long

Fitz and the Dizzyspells

Tooooo much shit going onnnnn. I have not typed the story out. I want to, badly, but whenever I think about sitting down in front of this thing and dedicating an hour to typing out every fucking detail, I get too intimidated and say "Oh, I'll just do it tomorrrowww" and then I don't. Me making deadlines for myself is almost laughable.

BUT today is Sunday and Sundays are made not for jesus (or was it God? They're related right?) but for doing homework! So I WILL at least start on typing the story and uploading the pictures (they're niiiice) to my photobucket. Along with that, I have to start on my little report for Biology AND my essay for a scholarship program through my work.

The wheels in my mind are turning non stop and I have realized so much tonight. I'm not going to say anything about a conversation between my mom and I, but things are going to change. And I guess "things" really just means me. It's nothing bad, it's actually nearly exciting minus the part where I have to grow up a little bit.

It's 4:09 AM and I should at least try to get the fuck to sleep.

FUCK.

Tonight was incredible.
Pictures and stories later today or tomorrow.
Shit, I want to go back and relive it already.

TONIGHT!

and no one/thing (that means you, cramps) better ruin this shit for me

This is a hair post

Featuring my split ends. ANYWAY, I put a bunch of black in my hair today. Can you really tell from the pictures? Ehhh, kind of.
And you may ask "Why the fuck did you put up two pictures of the back of your head? No one cares!"
And I have no reply for that. I'm fucking tired.

Late night musical discoveries

At this very moment I do not care about anything but this band. Fuck. I get so excited about music, I know, but right now I am bouncing up and down on my bed, biting my lip like a little kid waiting to open a gift.

I am about to pass out and I need to pee but I wouldn't dare leave my headphones.

THE GRAMMYS

MY BABY GIRL (ADELE) TOOK HOME TWO OF THOSE LOVERLY STATUES. I love her so much it's absolutely ridiculous.

AND RADIOHEAD'S performance of "15 step" was UNGODLY. I got goosebumps all over my body just typing that out. Fuck. Fuck. The thoughts I've been having about Thom are sinful.

And off topic:

I'm reading one of my favorite books again and I came to the conclusion that if it is ever made into a movie I HAVE to play the lead girl. I think I could do it and I would make sure the producers and writers didn't ruin it.

Q:

Could I listen to "Lump Sum" constantly?

A: Yah, I could.

Those. Lips.

Blueberry tea is where it's at.

AN UPDATE USING BULLETS!

• One of my dogs (Twinkle) got shot with a bb gun yesterday. It broke the skin and the pellet is resting right next to her spine. We're hoping that we don't have to get it removed because that could do more damage to her nerves. We have ideas of who on our street could have done it. I don't even want to go into it.
• I have toilet paper stuck up both of my nostrils. I'm sick and this runny nose is a fucking killer.
• I get to get my Bonnaroo ticket in EXACTLY 12 HOURS!!! Or at least put down the down payment.
• I'm starting to accept the idea of moving an hour away to Pensacola when I finish my last 2 years of college. But I want to move back in with my family afterward and shit I tear up everytime I talk about it. Nevermind.
• My hands and feet are constantly cold because of this weathhher.
• BEIRUT is going to be on Letterman tonighttt!
• I'm volunteering at my sisters' high school band thing tomorrow for the whole fracking day.
• I need to pick up my check from work

I always think that I have a lot of things to list whenever I make these blogs, but I am always wrong.

GAHHHHHHH

I AM OFFICIALLY GOING TO BONNAROO.
I just said "fuck it" to everything thing else that I am saving up for. Somehow I think that I can figure out the money situation and still get to go to Waped Tour and NYC.
I'm living!
It's great.

CHECK OUT THE LINEUP:

Bruce Springsteen and the E Street Band, Phish (2 shows), Beastie Boys, Nine Inch Nails, David Byrne, Wilco, Al Green, Snoop Dogg, Elvis Costello (Solo), Erykah Badu, Paul Oakenfold, Ben Harper and Relentless7, The Mars Volta, TV on the Radio, Yeah Yeah Yeahs, Gov't Mule, Andrew Bird, Band of Horses, Merle Haggard, MGMT, moe., The Decemberists, Girl Talk, Bon Iver, Bela Fleck & Toumani Diabate, Rodrigo y Gabriela, Galactic, The Del McCoury band, of Montreal, Allen Toussaint, Coheed & Cambria, Booker T & the DBTs, David Grisman, Quintet, Lucinda Williams, Animal Collective, Gomez, Neko Case, Down, Jenny Lewis, Santogold, Robert Earl Keen, Citizen Cope, Femi Kuti and the Positive Force, The Ting Tings, Robyn Hitchcock & The Venus 3, Grace Potter and the Nocturnals, Kaki King, Grizzly Bear, King Sunny Ade, Okkervil River, St. Vincent, Zac Brown Band, Raphael Saadiq, Ted Leo and the Pharmacists, Crystal Castles, Tift Merritt, Brett Dennen, Mike Farris and the Roseland Rhythm Revue, Toubab Krewe, People Under The Stairs, Alejandro Escovedo, Vieux Farka Toure, Elvis Perkins in Dearland, Cherryholmes, Yeasayer, Todd Snider, Chairlift, Portugal. The Man., The SteelDrivers, Midnite, The Knux, The Low Anthem, Delta Spirit, A.A. Bondy, The Lovell Sisters, Alberta Cross
More Artists to Be Announced!

I'm not kidding when I say that ALL of my favorite bands (except Beirut) are playing.
Fuck.

I'm surprised that it took me this long to realize

why my itunes has been so unappealing to me lately.
And now when I search through my songs I only play artists that I hardly ever listen to.

I'm nursing a fractured heart when I thought I was perfectly fine.

How silly.



And for the record, I have plenty of things to write. I'm just lazy with my blog.