Utterly Obsessed or Completely Uninterested.Fuck, I don't know. Live and Let Live, you know?
None of our lives were put together on an assembly line. We’re not pre-packaged with emotions or programed with stories, we have to make our own. And they all come batteries not included. And in the endless opportunities we have daily, seldom do we take the time necessary to pause, to stop, to record, rewind, and press play. In our own way, we are all ghetto-blasters at top volume. We consume silence with noise. Speakers pounding at our heartbeats as we write refund receipts for the broken eardrums of people who could hear us live. We give up ourselves time, precious because its quality is limited only by your ability to live within it. Put yourself in every second of every minute and you will have a life worth remembering. Just because we don’t have forever doesn’t mean we have to move to the end as if on a conveyor belt.
we were freaks
lobster claw boys and bearded ladies
juggling depression and loneliness playing solitaire spin the bottle
trying to kiss the wounded parts of ourselves and heal
but at night
while the others slept
we kept walking the tightrope
it was practice
some of us fell
so we grew up believing no one
would ever fall in love with us
that we’d be lonely forever
that we’d never meet someone
to make us feel like the sun
was something they built for us
in their tool shed
so broken heart strings bled the blues
as we tried to empty ourselves
so we would feel nothing
don’t tell me that hurts less than a broken bone..