1. You do not need to be loved, not at the cost of yourself. The single relationship that is truly central and crucial in a life is the relationship to the self. Of all the people you will know in a lifetime, you are the only one you will never lose.
    Jo Courdert
  2. I’m not upset that you lied to me, I’m upset that from now on I can’t believe you.

    Friedrich Wilhelm Nietzsche
  3. All my friends got flowers in their eyes
    But I got none this season
    All of the last ten years’ blooms have gone and died
    Time doesn’t give a reason

    Ask yourself sometimes
    What you need to be forgiven?
    Everything that you’ve ever done wrong
    Is the reason that I’m driven
    Straight to you.

    Waiting here for you
    Wanting to tell you
    How I get my ends and
    My beginnings mixed up too
    Just the way you do
    Thought if I told you
    You might want to stay
    For just another day or two

    We have begun to change into
    The worst kind of people
    So unkind
    Oh apologies, no apologies, this apology
    Doesn’t describe the way it feels
    To feel for you.

    Waiting here for you
    Wanting to tell you
    How I find myself slowly disappearing too
    Just the way you do
    I thought if I told you
    You might want to help me to remain with you

    Beneath the sun in summer,
    A sea of flowers won’t bloom without the rain
    But oh, this desert life, this high life
    Here at the dying of the day
    And baby, it’s just my way
    I don’t want to go home alone,
    I wanna come on home to you

  4. I have a bloody nose right now.I’ve never ever had a bloody nose in my life. This is my very first one. Fucken twenty four.
The first thing I wanted to do was tell B. I think, because I’m scared. And having nobody to share my first bloody nose with makes me feel like a desert. But he doesn’t get to know me so well anymore. Which is hard to acclimate to. I need to learn to let go. So I’m going to sit here and enjoy my alonedom…With my blood and my sand and my cactus. 

    I have a bloody nose right now.
    I’ve never ever had a bloody nose in my life. 
    This is my very first one. 
    Fucken twenty four.

    The first thing I wanted to do was tell B. 
    I think, because I’m scared. 
    And having nobody to share my first bloody nose with makes me feel like a desert. 
    But he doesn’t get to know me so well anymore. 
    Which is hard to acclimate to. 
    I need to learn to let go. 

    So I’m going to sit here and enjoy my alonedom…
    With my blood and my sand and my cactus. 

  5. All changes, even the most longed for, have their melancholy; for what we leave behind us is a part of ourselves; we must die to one life before we can enter another.
    Anatole France
  6. Constant detours do not bring a man into the presence of greatness. Detours do not build muscle. Detours do not provide life’s lessons. Between you and anything significant will be giants in your path.
  7. new rising schedule in Haiku form.

    I can’t sleep past six.

    I wish I didn’t have to

    have so much hours.

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  8. <3

    <3

  9. Dinner! Kumato tomatoes!!

    Dinner! Kumato tomatoes!!

  10. My Favorite Song.

    Please, remember me
    Mistakenly
    In the window of the tallest tower call
    Then pass us by
    But much too high
    To see the empty road at happy hour
    Gleam and resonate
    Just like the gates
    Around the holy kingdom
    With words like ‘Lost and Found’ & ‘Don’t Look Down’
    And ‘Someone Save Temptation’
    And

    Please, remember me
    As in the dream
    We had of rug-burned babies
    Among the fallen trees
    And fast asleep
    Beside the lions and the ladies
    That called you what you like
    And even might
    Give a gift for your behavior
    A fleeting chance to see
    A trapeze
    Swinger high as any savior
    But

    Please, remember me
    My misery
    And how it lost me all I wanted
    Those dogs that love the rain
    And chasing trains
    The colored birds above there running
    In circles round the well
    And where it spells
    On the wall behind St. Peter’s
    So bright with cinder gray
    And spray paint
    ‘Who the hell can see forever?’
    And

    Please, remember me
    Seldomly
    In the car behind the carnival
    My hand between your knees
    You turn from me
    And said “the trapeze act was wonderful
    But never meant to last”
    The clown that passed
    Saw me just come up with anger
    When it filled with circus dogs
    The parking lot
    Had an element of danger
    So

    Please, remember me
    Finally
    And all my uphill clawing
    My dear
    But if I make
    The pearly gates
    I’ll do my best to make a drawing
    Of god and lucifer
    A boy and girl
    An angel kissin on a sinner
    A monkey and a man
    A marching band
    All around the frightened trapeze swingers