sicka

Today is Ricky's show. He told me he thought that his band would "probably suck tonight." Aww.

I got a weird email about some reality tv show audition. Haha.

I can't stop listening to sappy love songs...

I wrote this...
"Songs to exorcise ghosts of former lovers to"
And the record skips, the needle
hitting syllable after syllable of
the same vein of sound
all echoing the words
"you never cared"
we all hear what we want to hear
when we listen to the familiar album
it's called "Loneliness and ways to pretend it's not there"
He left on a Tuesday with a new jacket
He returned Friday with a broken heart and
a picture of a girl he
thought he knew
and after he stared at that picture so long
you could see her face directly behind his eyes
We sang his song well
he called him "Foolish"
and we called her "Distance"
There is a story like his
about a girl
with black hair
and the greenest of eyes
they said she shone like a star in the middle of the day
They called her "Beauty"
He called her "Beauty"
and then he quietly slipped away
leaving only a hollow shell
and a letter by the bed the next day
She spent three summers locked up in her
own winter
and her hair lost all it's shine
her eyes lost all their green
they say she turned grey in colour
like the ashes of someone dead and buried
and from then on we called her "a tragedy"
and we celebrated her passing
every fifth of november though she lived in our city
for twenty more years
And the song fall silent
the needle moves from the
record leaving only a faint
whisper on the air
each tiny voice saying
"this will be your story, this will be your fate"



Maxine is coming down soon...I need to get dressed.

Kisses!
xoxox