A mix tape is for all the things I can't express by myself. (brought to me by the fall, my new apartment giving me hives, stomping around downtown in high heels even when my feet hurt, eating take out so I don't have to wash dishes, it's really delicious chicken from foo though, heartbreak, fucking heartbreak, fucking great and terrible heartbreak, fucking, the vile nightclub across the street, insomnia, watching dirty harry at my parents house, losing weight, attending poetry readings, reading my ex-boyfriend's blog, hoping I don't hurt him with what I do and say and write but how could I not and even if I didn't, wouldn't that be worse somehow, to think that he's not feeling anything anymore?)
Don't think twice, it's alright, hoist that rag.
(I wanna be your dog, push it.)
- just one of those things, when the levee breaks... bring it on home to me.
Luck you, there is a light and it never goes out; loan me a dime.
See Also (if you really want to stay up all night gritting your teeth):
All Yr Songs - Diamond Rings
Just What I Needed - The Cars
Home - Edward Sharpe and the Magnetic Zeros
Just Like Honey - Jesus and Mary Chain
Let's Pretend We're Bunny Rabbits - The Magnetic Fields
Hateful - The Clash
Miss You - The Rolling Stones
Bang, Bang - Nancy Sinatra
Subscribe to:
Post Comments (Atom)
1 comment:
<3 Listening to this at work.
Post a Comment