Truth

Sid: I mean, what would you do when everything is just so fucked up and you don’t know what to do?

Cassie: I’d stop eating until they take me to the hospital

The Sex 5.

In a nutshell

“I am no longer sure of anything. If I satiate my desires, I sin but I deliver myself from them; If I refuse to satisfy them, they infect the whole soul.”

Jean Paul Sartre

For the rainy day

Dear Japan,

Sleep don't visit, so I choke on sun. And the days blur into one.
And the backs of my eyes hum with things I've never done.
Sheets are swaying from an old clothesline,
like a row of captured ghosts, over old dead grass. Was never much, but we made the most.
Welcome Home.

Ships are launching from my chest. Some have names, but most do not. If you find one, please, let me know what piece I've lost.
Peel the scars from off my back. I don't need them anymore. You can throw them out or keep them in your mason jars.

I've come home.

All my nightmares escaped my head. Bar the door, please don't let them in. You were never supposed to leave. Now my head's splitting at the seams. And I don't know if I can...

Here, beneath my lungs, I feel your thumbs, press into my skin again.

Drop The World

I got ice in my veins
blood in my eyes
hate in my heart
love in my mind
I seen nights full of pain
days are the same
You keep the sunshine
save me the rain
I search but never find
Hurt but never cry
I work and forever try
but I'm cursed so never mind

Mother Nature

   

Maternal Instinct

The Sex 4.

Spin me around, Let me down

 

Asleep From Day

Oh Thom Yorke.