"Love tears me up like a demon.
Opens the wounds and then fills them with lead,
And I'm having some trouble just breathing.
If we werent such good friends I think that I'd hate you.
If we weren't such good friends I'd wish you were dead."
Fuck Was I by Jenny Owen Youngs. What a lovely song, no joke or pun or anything. I adore that song an awful lot. I view it as a love song no doubt, but as a love song for a hopeless, onesided, painful love. I've been in that place before. It's nice to be able to sing a song at the top of my lungs that so wonderfully encompases my relationships.
Last night I got a new camera. Finally, after my other one got stolen a year and a half ago, I now have a new love. I can finally pick up this wonderful hobby of mine, maybe take it somewhere. It makes expressing myself in some creative form possible, and I love it so very much. In two days I am going to Seattle with one of my friends and Chronos will definately be coming with and capturing moments of time, freezing them in a single frame snapshot forever.
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