Tuesday, 28 April 2015

The seduction of a darkness visible

I stopped going to therapy
because I knew my therapist was right
and I wanted to keep being wrong.
I wanted to keep my bad habits
like charms on a bracelet.
I did not want to be brave.
I think I like my brain best
in a bar fight with my heart.
I think I like myself a little broken.
I’m ok if that makes me less loved.
I like poetry better than therapy anyway.
The poems never judge me
for healing wrong.
 

- Clementine von Radics

Friday, 24 April 2015

I am not going to let this drag me under

Hold your breath
and count to ten
fall apart
and start again
start again
start again
start again
- Placebo, English Summer Rain

Monday, 20 April 2015

Somedays it's struggle just to keep your head above water

How did I get
to be drowning in this mess?
- The Chameleons, Don't Fall

Sunday, 15 March 2015

On the being of Dasein towards death

So find out

who you are.
- The House Of Love, In A Room

Thursday, 12 March 2015

On romance

hey you know, I don't do so well
cos I'm hung up
hung up
hung up
hung up
can't you tell
- Curve, Hung Up

Thursday, 26 February 2015

On love

Boys only want love if it's torture.
- Taylor Swift, Blank Space

Sunday, 15 February 2015

And I can't help but wonder

And how does she feel
when she's next to you?
Suede, The Asphalt World

Thursday, 22 January 2015

It was

It's hard to look
right
at you baby
Carly Rae Jepsen, Call Me Maybe

Tuesday, 20 January 2015

Hold on

I don't know if I'm alive
dead
dying
or just a little jaded
someone throw me a line
- The Stone Roses, Tears

Thursday, 1 January 2015

On resolutions

I aint gonna die in this hospital
You gotta take me back outside
- Conor Oberst, I Don't Want To Die (In The Hospital)

Tuesday, 30 December 2014

On ghosts, and constructing your own mythology


I keep going down the river to pray.
- Ella Henderson, Ghost


I think last night
you were driving circles around me.
- Kristen Hersh, Your Ghost


I don't want anybody else.
The National, Anyone's Ghost

Friday, 19 December 2014

On loss

"What do you miss most of Old Earth's oceans?"

miss Shark/ miss Shark/ miss Shark/ miss Shark/ Shark/ Shark/ Shark.

- Exchange between Merin and the dolphins,
Dan Simmons, Hyperion

Monday, 15 December 2014

Girls like guys are the the best

Quinn to Deb:
"There aren't many women like you, I know that. You're more like... a guy."
"A guy?"
 "You don't play games where I have to figure out what you're thinking. You just say it. Usually with a lot of really filthy words I've never heard before."

- Dexter, Hop A Freighter

Wednesday, 10 December 2014

What can I do?

We must have been stone crazy
when we thought we were just friends
'Cause I miss you, baby
and I've got those feelings again
I guess I'm all confused about you
I feel so in love, oh baby, what can I do?
 - London Beat, I've Been Thinking About You

Friday, 5 December 2014

On words that could have been said

Maybe this won't work out, but I want to try.
- http://xkcd.com/1454/

Don't you ever ponder, on words we could have said?
- Slow Club, Because We're Dead

Thursday, 27 November 2014

Oh, Stephin...

Because I am a gentleman
Think of me as just your fan
Who remembers every dress you ever wore
Just the bad comedian
Your new boyfriend's better than
'Cause I don't really love you anymore

- The Magnetic Fields, I Don't Really Love You Anymore

Thursday, 20 November 2014

On temptation

I can't conceal
The way I'm healed
The pleasure I feel
When I have to deal
With the mercy in you

I would do it all again
Lose my way and fall again
Just so I could call again
On the mercy in you

- Depeche Mode, Mercy In You

Friday, 14 November 2014

How

How'd you like yourself
you don't know yourself
- Tricky, Pumpkin



Tuesday, 4 November 2014

Don't be afraid of what you are

there are many things to be afraid of
like ghosts
and death
and climbing too high
there are many things to be afraid of
but don't be afraid of
the dark
- Low, Dark

Thursday, 16 October 2014

On desire

His desire was as deep and boundless as the sea, but when the tide receded, the rocks of shame and guilt thrust up as sharp as ever.

- George R. R. Martin, A Feast For Crows