Scratchscratchscratch

Still working on it.
I don't think it'll ever be what I want it to be.

Dylan Dylan Dylan.
It's all over now,
Baby Blue.



Who is that anyway?

Retrace

New Anberlin album is... Unexplainable.


An apple a day.
Really. It's good for you.

Where are you hiding?

I know you're here, somewhere.
The Weatherman told me you'd be around.
But the forecast remains sunny and humid.

And the wind picked up; the fire spread.

I'll be close behind.

"Love of mine some day you will die
But I'll be close behind
I'll follow you into the dark

No blinding light or tunnels to gates of white
Just our hands clasped so tight
Waiting for the hint of a spark
If Heaven and Hell decide
That they both are satisfied
Illuminate the NOs on their vacancy signs

If there's no one beside you
When your soul embarks
Then I'll follow you into the dark

In Catholic school as vicious as Roman rule
I got my knuckles bruised by a lady in black
And I held my tongue as she told me
"Son fear is the heart of love"
So I never went back

If Heaven and Hell decide
That they both are satisfied
Illuminate the NOs on their vacancy signs

If there's no one beside you
When your soul embarks
Then I'll follow you into the dark

You and me have seen everything to see
From Bangkok to Calgary
And the soles of your shoes are all worn down
The time for sleep is now
It's nothing to cry about
Cause we'll hold each other soon
The blackest of rooms

If Heaven and Hell decide
That they both are satisfied
Illuminate the NOs on their vacancy signs

If there's no one beside you
When your soul embarks
Then I'll follow you into the dark
Then I'll follow you into the dark"

--DCFC

Your red sky at night won't follow me...

Lots of things have been flooding my brain lately.

I feel numb and incomplete.
Like.
A verse, with no chorus for companionship.

On repeat; "Cold Days from the Birdhouse" by The Twilight Sad

Where the toiling ghosts spring.

" At night they would go walking ‘till the breaking of the day,
The morning is for sleeping…
Through the dark streets they go searching to see God in their own way,
Save the nighttime for your weeping…
Your weeping…

Singing la lalalalala la lé…
And the night over London lay…

So we rode down to the river where the toiling ghosts spring,
For their curses to be broken…
We’d go underneath the arches where the witches are in the saying,
There are ghost towns in the ocean…
The ocean…"

Cemeteries Of London © Coldplay

Isis, O Isis, you mystical child.

"...What drives me to you is what drives me insane.
I still can remember the way that you smiled
On the fifth day of May in the drizzlin' rain."

She is no one; she is all of them.

Isis, oh.

show me your heart.

I can't get enough of Iron Man.

I was called a female Tony Stark. Which is pretty much the most badass statement ever.

Yonder stands your orphan with his gun.

" You must leave now, take what you need, you think will last.
But whatever you wish to keep, you better grab it fast.
Yonder stands your orphan with his gun,
Crying like a fire in the sun.
Look out the saints are comin' through
And it's all over now, Baby Blue.

The highway is for gamblers, better use your sense.
Take what you have gathered from coincidence.
The empty-handed painter from your streets
Is drawing crazy patterns on your sheets.
This sky, too, is folding under you
And it's all over now, Baby Blue.

All your seasick sailors, they are rowing home.
All your reindeer armies, are all going home.
The lover who just walked out your door
Has taken all his blankets from the floor.
The carpet, too, is moving under you
And it's all over now, Baby Blue.

Leave your stepping stones behind, something calls for you.
Forget the dead you've left, they will not follow you.
The vagabond who's rapping at your door
Is standing in the clothes that you once wore.
Strike another match, go start anew
And it's all over now, Baby Blue."

(drawn on Tegaki E.com)

Remember Me As A Time Of Day

Music in my head: Explosions in the Sky.

I am feeling tired and ill.

Have some recent art so this will no longer be dead.