even flow
i took your cap off. i wanted to see your eyes. and my fingers, heavy with the drowsy, dreamlike caresses of nicotine and beer, ached to touch your face. you reached across the table, took the cap and put it on me.
you said you would change. but you didn't. you are still afraid.
but i've never wanted you to change, i said against the din of the thickening crowd and eddie veder's even flow. and you just looked away as you grabbed hold of my hand.
we were always like that. beer and nicotine and all the misery in between.
and i can only think now- maybe we kissed that night at the foyer of my hotel. maybe not.
oh you beautiful fucked up man!
Even flow, thoughts arrive like butterflies Oh, he dont know, so he chases them away, yeah... Someday yet, hell begin his life again Oh, whispering hands, gently lead, lead him away...him away, him away... Yeah! woo...ah yeah...fuck it up...
- Pearl Jam
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and that's where the painful beauty of your union lies
I'd take beautiful and a little fucked up over moderate and boring any day. I don't really like people who aren't fucked up. Well, it's not that I don't like them, I just find them dull.
The irony and everything in between in this is palpable.
And you can't mess with Eddie Vedder.
does he read this?
beautiful writing. i've missed these, but i'd rather the "live" version over coffee ... Ü
slim: musta? painful beauty? i guess it's tragic that day.
Ô¿Ô: that's what i told him too. maybe he was too drunk to remember or i was too drunk to even make sense.
mussolini who drives a benz now: no, he doesn't.
ennui: yeah. kwentuhan tayo!
are we still addicted to the promise of what-could-have-been?
yes.
that was a trick question.
bakit away mo pa ko bigyan ng password sa blog mo?
eddie veder and pearl jam are the dog's bollocks.
so is this bruised, fucked up piece but then again, aren't we all fucked up.
great to see the ghost of norway frequenting your pages. miss her old self more than i can say.
Alright, call me fucked up, or a spade a spade... but tagalog sucks.
I can figure romance or germanic languages... but asian... no chance.
Morse code isn't allowed on the internet.
Ô¿Ô: hahahaha! i just said to illyria: why haven't you given me a password to your blog yet? let me teach you a phrase in tagalog: maganda si bismuth. hehehehehehehehe!
dang! you posted the beautiful fucked up man's pic! and you spoke about misery so much i'm beginning to think you like soul assylum more than pearl jam. heh.
paningit, he loves pearl jam. i find eddie veder overrated. i guess i'm over the beautiful fucked up man. i hope to post about another beautiful man soon. heh! men!
there are a lot of beatiful men now. i mean, with metrosexuality and all that shit.
so you're hunting for gays, eh? i get it.
PC police, arrest me please.
he smells good even when he hasn't taken a bath yet. his skin is smoother than mine (thanks to his british-spanish-malay blood). he however, is a true-blooded rocker. drunk most of the time, crappy clothes. beach bum all his life. and yeah, girls throw themselves at him.
but yeah, i agree. there are many beautiful men out there. those men try too hard to look that way. ryan seacresty, i mean. who is really gay. or vain. or vainly gay or gayly vain.
maganda si bismuth.
hmmmm
now have i insulted you or made myself look like a perv?
something piquant about it- will come back for more
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