ArbitraryThoughts: Blood Market, Love Market

Thursday, February 3, 2011

Blood Market, Love Market

Love will be the death of me
Love is so fickle
Cause it starts with a flood
And it ends with a tr-tr-tr-tr-tr-tr-tr-tr-tr-trickle

Isn't Regina Spektor the greatest? *Sigh* lovee.

Uhm, nothing new and exciting to report, just, as I was walking to class today, Regina was serenading me through my earphones and these lyrics in particular really stuck with me.

1 comment:

AnonymousFebruary 23, 2012 at 10:27 AM
Ha.. ~Repo Man
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The Little Things

I don't sleep much, generally.

Crying is a great release- and I tend to do it over the most ridiculous of things.

Sometimes feeling nothing is better than this overwhelming knowing. However, I seldom feel 'nothing' anymore. There's always something now.

Music is my life.. or at least a huge part of it. This is doubtless and has not changed.

I don't think highly of myself. At all. This, similarly, has not changed. But I am working on it.

My family is actually my life. And I hate it. Less now, but there's still some hatred.

I live life on a leash.. and it tends to suffocate me. My leash has lengthened.

Other than that I'm a ton of fun to know :) So it was, and so it shall be. For ever, probably.