my heart, of all places.

fastslow livin' is holdin' me back.

2009-02-23T06:53:11Z

use me up,
use me up,
taper off
and i'm had.

...

there is something with us that feels so... unfinished.

coeur_de_vie @ 2009-01-27T22:12:00

2009-01-28T03:12:28Z

let me know if your heart's still beating.

where is my mind?

2008-12-29T05:52:02Z

'i drew a heart around the name of your city;
it is all treasure, it is all headache.'

-wesley eisold, 'hearts' & '11/00'.

these days..

2008-12-08T03:49:23Z

"How I love remembering, even more than living." -Federico Fellini

coeur_de_vie @ 2008-10-19T23:31:00

2008-10-20T04:19:35Z

i feel afraid to even whisper your name.

wanderlusting (like a motherfucker!)

2008-09-16T02:47:33Z

i want to go to paris. (and i know, i know, it's cheesy and over-rated, but) i want to sip red wine and take a photo with the eiffel tower and maybe fall inlove a couple times with men who are tall and skinny like the cigarettes they smoke.
i want to go back to london and make a nest. and put cute clocks and antique furniture in it, and write a book there and buy cutlery sets and get comfy until i want to fly away again.
i want to go to spain and rent a little villa with my family and watch sunsets from a balcony, drinking wine from a vineyard we can see from our place (i think i just want to drink wine all over the world).
i want to go to india and stand outside the houses my papa grew up in and pet and kiss elephants and buy a sari and take a million photographs. and maybe write a book there as well.

there is so much i want do to and so many places i want to see and feel, but when you're a broke-ass student trying to figure out if you'll even have your loans paid off by forty-five, it all seems very far away and unattainable.

moldy peaches make my life when i'm sleep-deprived.

2008-01-16T08:15:57Z

You're a part time lover and a full time friend
The monkey on you're back is the latest trend
I don't see what anyone can see, in anyone else
But you

I kiss you on the brain in the shadow of a train
I kiss you all starry eyed, my body's swinging from side to side
I don't see what anyone can see, in anyone else
But you

Here is the church and here is the steeple
We sure are cute for two ugly people
I don't see what anyone can see, in anyone else
But you

The pebbles forgive me, the trees forgive me
So why can't, you forgive me?
I don't see what anyone can see, in anyone else
But you

it speaks such volumes to me, even though i have my life on mute these days.

xo

ps: i was sitting here tonight in bed and started to realize that a lot of my friends are in really sad places in their lives &going through a lot of shitty, emotional things right now and i really just wish i could help them. what sucks most is it's all situations i am helpless over, and there's nothing i hate more than being helpless. except avenged sevenfold. anyways, i hope life brightens up, and in the meantime, cheer up buttercups; meaghan loves you! (wow, referring to myself in 3rd person felt REALLY creepy).

mon coeur est la chose la plus étrange.

2007-10-10T00:15:07Z

My heart is the strangest thing. it really is. it tells me things in tiny little pieces every day so i have to wait for ages to figure out what, if anything, i'm feeling. and it's no different with him, unfortunately. we're just waiting for time to take its course, but it's always a complication when there's a third party. bloody hell, i could be the third party for all i know. or there could be no party at all. i'm not making any sense these days. basically, my heart is just the strangest thing, and the rest is for another day.
xo