♥ tookie.
Wednesday, December 17, 2008
Tuesday, December 16, 2008
casa dolce domestica
Thursday, December 11, 2008
like candyfloss sticking to wind blown lips.
The worlds enchantment with thistledown spirits.
Tragic girls with broken hearts.
Wretched creatures.
Fashionistas.
Beasts kept hidden behind masks.
Longing and loneliness in a realm of old stories & make believe.
People kept safe in a fragile world of imagination...
♥ tookie.
p.s. I hope everyone is excited for break!! I know I am..
Tuesday, December 9, 2008
Monday, December 8, 2008
hummm
First time in the back yard
Underneath the plastic sheeting
Outside it was pouring
And we were drunk as shit
Next time at a party
When all our friends were there
There is nothing like bare matresses
Underneath the stairs
Third time in a doorway
With the lights all on around us
And the audience beside us
And your man watching from the trees
Fourth time I said that's that
You've agreed to give me everything
Now I've got to ask you one more thing
Keep doing that forever
Fifth time in your bedroom
When finally we rested
And you leaned upon your elbow
And began to speak to me
But you stopped yourself and kissed me
And I grabbed your wrist and told you
I know, I know, I know
I feel the same as you...
And every day it's changed since then
In every way, I've changed since then
And every day, it's changed since then
In every way, I've changed since then
Driven outside,
And driven in
Driven outside
And driven in
And driven in...
Driven in
♥ tookie
Saturday, December 6, 2008
strange.
Try as he might
He's unable to speak
He grabs her by the hair
He strokes her on the cheek
The bed is un-made
Like everything is
Dark little heaven
At the top of the stairs
Take me like that
Ruin it all
Then build it again
By the light in the hall
He drops to his knees
Says please my love, please
I'll kill who you hate
Take off that dress, you won't freeze
One more night, that was a good one
One more night, I dreamed it was good one (one more)
One more night, that was a good one
One more night, the end should be a good one
A good one
He starts with her back
Cause thats what he sees
When she's breaking his heart
She still fucks like a tease
Release to the sky
Look him straight in the eye
And tell him right now
That you wish he would die
You'll never touch him again
So get what you can
Leaving him empty
Just because he's a man
So good when it ends
They'll never be friends
One more night
That's all they can spend in
One more night, that was a good one
One more night, I dreamed it was good one (one more)
One more night, that was a good one
One more night, the end should be a good one
A good one
♥ tookie
He's unable to speak
He grabs her by the hair
He strokes her on the cheek
The bed is un-made
Like everything is
Dark little heaven
At the top of the stairs
Take me like that
Ruin it all
Then build it again
By the light in the hall
He drops to his knees
Says please my love, please
I'll kill who you hate
Take off that dress, you won't freeze
One more night, that was a good one
One more night, I dreamed it was good one (one more)
One more night, that was a good one
One more night, the end should be a good one
A good one
He starts with her back
Cause thats what he sees
When she's breaking his heart
She still fucks like a tease
Release to the sky
Look him straight in the eye
And tell him right now
That you wish he would die
You'll never touch him again
So get what you can
Leaving him empty
Just because he's a man
So good when it ends
They'll never be friends
One more night
That's all they can spend in
One more night, that was a good one
One more night, I dreamed it was good one (one more)
One more night, that was a good one
One more night, the end should be a good one
A good one
♥ tookie
Friday, December 5, 2008
please dont worry.
choose cocaine and having the time of your life with kids you would have hated in high school.
choose god.
choose a family.
choose both.
chose a lover and sleeping in the same bed every night.
choose to take the late train home.
choose to learn about the weather.
choose to drown in the ocean.
choose to be a lawyer and make a lot of fucking money.
choose living day to day on luck.
choose s e x.
choose drugs.
choose fucking up every chance you get in the pursuit of finding something pure.
we will all forgive you.
♥ tookie
Wednesday, December 3, 2008
keep me left of center.
Because the only people for me are the mad ones.
The ones who are mad to live, mad to talk, mad to be saved.
Desirous of everything at the same time.
The ones who never yawn or say a commonplace thing,
But burn, burn, burn like fabulous yellow roman candles.
Exploding like spiders across the stars.
And in the middle you see the blue center light pop,
And everyone goes "aww"
♥ tookie
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