Psychosis

All the words that we say

And the words that we mean

Words can fall short

Can't see the unseen

(No Other Way by Jack Johnson)

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Rigour mortis Barbie and Ken dolls

"Oh, I just can't go through it again." [S]he said

Nobody asked you to, darlin'

"I just can't pretend that I care."

Well, whoever thought that you did?

(O Maybe I by Chapel Club)

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You could

'Cause you can

So you do

(Nine In The Afternoon by Panic! at the Disco)

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Buzzwords.

Less big words

and

more exclamation marks

(Big Difference by Tokyo Police Club)

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Game show love connection, we can't deny

The laughter penetrates my silence

As drunken men find flaws in science

Their words mostly noises

Ghosts with just voices

Your words in my memory are like music to me

(Set Fire To The Third Bar by Snow Patrol)

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In-betweeners

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There's only so many words that we can say

Spoken upon long-distance melody

There's really no way to reach me-

I'm already gone.

(Vienna by The Fray)

It's cold. Even if it's not.

Not emboldened

Created for a place

I've never known

(This Is Home by Switchfoot)

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Culture breeds false hopes, mind over microscopes

Our words washed up with the tide

A wave of syllables

(So Alive by The Answering Machine)

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Happy is a yuppie word, alright

I don't want to jinx it, but yesterday encapsulated EVERYTHING I've ever wanted a school day to be like.

Still giddy.

And the quintessential background music?

Dare You To Move, Vitamin String Quartet cover.

REDEMPTION.

I think I'm going to go expend all this happy energy in Australia with the kangaroos.

Laterr.

Larger than lifesize

Do you ever get the feeling that we started in the middle

or have you ever had the sense that we've been lying just a little?

I mean, come on, it's not like we've known ourselves that long.

(Tracing by John Mayer)

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晴の日にも 、雨の日にも

On the 97th floor, overlooking

Tokyo

(Set Yourself On Fire by Stars)

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P.S: Satoshi Tajiri is alive.

Fyeah Pikachu. C:

Only time will tell if violins will swell.

But my strength's within lies, ventricles cauterized

It's the way of living that I espouse

(Romance Is Boring by Los Campesinos!)

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And if we choke on the next tongue that we tie... Coppertone/The Academy Is

And I discovered

that my castles stand

Upon pillars of salt

and pillars of sand

(Viva La Vida by Coldplay)

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Humdrum

Have you lost your mind or has she taken all of yours too?

She's got you high and you don't even know yet.

(She's Got You High by Mumm-ra)

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Falling asleep to the sound of silence

Your freezing speech bubbles

Seem to hold your words aloft

(The Planets Bend Between Us by Snow Patrol)

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And thinking about it everyday, I'm starting to notice you've faded away.

Closure, Robin?

You grew wings on your heart,

But you let it out your ribcage

And it flew into the dark

Like a ghost, just like a ghost

It flutters by my window

When I need my sleep the most.

(Fade Like A Shadow by KT Tunstall)

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Hey moon, please forget to fall down?

Raindrops in Braille

love messages

on my windshield.

(by Autophony)

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Whizzing past

Listen to all the translations

Of the stories across the sky

We drew our own constellations

(Constellations by Jack Johnson)

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So it's February. The really frigid bit is over. BUT (yes, there is one), there's that cold wave yet to hit. Pack woolens back into mothball-ridden luggage? Nope, SAVE THEM FOR THE WAVE.

Apart from that, everything's just quite peachy at present. Emphasis on at present.

Somehow, contentment doesn't translate well into interesting blogposts. Well, whaddaya know.

-The world's always surprising me.

Pfft!

When the future's architectured

By a carnival of idiots on show

...you'd better lie low

(Violet Hill by Coldplay)

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Head swimming, land ahoy!

In my head there's a greyhound station

Where I send my thoughts to far off destinations

So they may have a chance of finding a place

Where they're far more suited than here

(Soul Meets Body by Death Cab For Cutie)

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