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My Lullaby: September 2008
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September 26, 2008. Your beautiful don't you know? I'll be an oyster one day. I will, I hope i will. Oysters are only valuable when they're injured. Did you know that? The can only make pearls when they are hurt inside their little shell. They are injured by some outside force, are tortured. In their homes without even a notice, suffering alone. But out of the pain comes a beautiful gift. Oysters are only of value when they are. Damaged . . And when they're well. they're eaten. . My body fucking aches.
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My Lullaby: December 2008
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December 29, 2008. Had a date with Mr. Micho Kaku just the other day. Is it weird that i find myself incessantly contemplating the future? I just prefer the world more cut and dry. that's all. I realize that i have found happiness in where i am , as of now, but would it be more appropriate to say "temporary" happiness. Is it redundant? That Ill be confronted by a happy me. One come to wake me up with that gentle whisper,. Don't worry. we're okay. So you'd sing a lullaby to get me to sleep. Would say some...
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My Lullaby: June 2009
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June 17, 2009. Hold my hand, just say when. Im sorry I'm sorry. I wish we could go down together. Take me home now. I'd rather die than be here. I don't need you, or anybody else. You wanted a song written about you, well fuck. i want a song written about me. I WANT A GOD DAMN SONG. Not this fucking taste in my mouth, the sick fucking taste that sits upon my lips. Then when you get home, take a look at what you have. See what you can manage to make out of your nothing. June 09, 2009. June 08, 2009. Somet...
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My Lullaby: August 2009
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August 11, 2009. I break the rules, so i don't care. Its thrilling, this fight. Your exciting, your words exhilarating. Something within you, its reached for my heart. I just couldn't run fast enough, i couldn't move. I didn't want to. I stood staring at the accident on the side of the road, look away. The thrill of uncertainty, its overwhelming. . Surely, "the world does not disappoint.". Subscribe to: Posts (Atom). View my complete profile. One chance to get it right. I break the rules, so i dont care.
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My Lullaby: it must be in the air.
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April 20, 2009. It must be in the air. It must be us northwestern girls. We throw ourselves in with the sharks. We blaze and swirl in the backseat. We fuck, fuck into our lives melt away. Northwestern girls, we celebrate. Why do we celebrate? My life is dirty boyfriends, golden showers. Thats why. The air is cold and so are the hearts of most. But there is just so much to look forward to. I wish we knew why but, were not afraid. Not today, you can't scare me back. It must be in the air here.
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My Lullaby: April 2009
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April 30, 2009. Right now i feel betrayed. i watched him stand before me, looking straight into my eyes. We were standing in the kitchen, i was squeezing my cup too tight. I asked him not to go, and he identified my tears. And he just turned his head. He walked the the other way, leaving me. . I just can't possibly imagine a night so great. Maybe it didn't need to be. . Goodnight, only sleep can cradle this one. April 20, 2009. It must be in the air. It must be us northwestern girls. Why do we celebrate?
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My Lullaby: i break the rules, so i don't care.
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August 11, 2009. I break the rules, so i don't care. Its thrilling, this fight. Your exciting, your words exhilarating. Something within you, its reached for my heart. I just couldn't run fast enough, i couldn't move. I didn't want to. I stood staring at the accident on the side of the road, look away. The thrill of uncertainty, its overwhelming. . Surely, "the world does not disappoint.". Subscribe to: Post Comments (Atom). View my complete profile. One chance to get it right. All is fair in love and war.
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My Lullaby: hold my hand, just say when.
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June 17, 2009. Hold my hand, just say when. Im sorry I'm sorry. I wish we could go down together. Take me home now. I'd rather die than be here. I don't need you, or anybody else. You wanted a song written about you, well fuck. i want a song written about me. I WANT A GOD DAMN SONG. Not this fucking taste in my mouth, the sick fucking taste that sits upon my lips. Then when you get home, take a look at what you have. See what you can manage to make out of your nothing. Subscribe to: Post Comments (Atom).
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My Lullaby: January 2009
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January 19, 2009. You are the bluest light. You'll find it. Hiding in shadows. You'll find it. Hiding in cupboards. It will walk you home, safe every night. It will help you remember. If thats the way it is, then that's the way it is. If thats the way it is, then that's the way it is. If thats the way it is, then that's the way it is. If thats the way it is, then that's the way it is. What could i ever run to? You are the bluest light. You are the bluest light. You are the bluest light. Tangles in my hair.
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My Lullaby: smile in the morning.
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June 08, 2009. Smile in the morning. Sometimes love knocks you down. Like now for instance. Yes now would be a great example. They say you gotta get right back up, straddle that fucking beast. But taking the good with the bad, common. Does that seem like me? I'm working at it, but im currently stranded on the track. Subscribe to: Post Comments (Atom). View my complete profile. One chance to get it right. Hold my hand, just say when. They all wanna listen, just to know how it sounds. Smile in the morning.