"Blogging isn't journalism, it's graffiti with punctuation."


>while you are awake, my heart comes undone
slowly unravels in a ball of yarn
the devil collects it with a grin
our love in a ball of yarn
he’ll never return it

so when you come back, we’ll have to make new love


just in time
you found me just in time
before you came my time was running low
i was lost, the losing dice were tossed
my bridges all were crossed,
no where to go
now you’re here, and i know where i’m going
no more doubt, no more fear
i found my way
so let’s live today, any way
change me once again
you changed my lonely nights that lucky day

-nina simone

nobody said it was easy
no one ever said it would be this hard.


i’ve got soul but i’m not a soldier

-the killers (you were right)

i’m back in toronto, but i’m not here.

my body dissolved into molecules onto the floor of gare du nord.


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