Your beauty and strangeness
Encompass in a bottle
It’s as fragile as you are
Waiting for others to pop the bottle
C’mon let me show you my intricate work
I am a masterpiece, you say
But they don’t heard a word
You’re a weirdo. Freak. Loser. Alone.
'Cause nobody wants to map your intricate quirks
Your bottle tilts
All your ills are out
Everyone see you naked and revealed
You’re spellbound. Space bound. Unbound.
You are free.
My God you are freed when your beauty is found out
By strangers just like me.
I dream too much and do too little. I don’t even hope enough, they call me “Jenny-Dolittle.” Never had many friends, gotta owe my personality that one. I’m a turtle struggling in her shell; can’t walk, can’t swim, can barely make it out now. It’s dark in here, waiting for someone to save me, so I escape my days watching movies on repeat. Escapism, they call it. A reality check? I don’t want it. I wanna be where the movies are at, where adventures are never-ending ‘cause my queue is packed.
I wanna be where the stories are at; if only, oh if only, I could get out of my bed.
A sea of lust not love.
Gone Girl, Gillian Flynn, p. 73 (via myprivatelibrary)
a passionate physical and emotional love based on aesthetic enjoyment; stereotype of romantic love
a love that is played as a game or sport; conquest; may have multiple partners at once
an affectionate love that slowly develops from friendship, based on similarity
love that is driven by the head, not the heart
obsessive love; experience great emotional highs and lows; very possessive and often jealous lovers
selfless altruistic love; spiritual
“Marina Abramovic and Ulay started an intense love story in the 70s, performing art out of the van they lived in. When they felt the relationship had run its course, they decided to walk the Great Wall of China, each from one end, meeting for one last big hug in the middle and never seeing each other again. at her 2010 MoMa retrospective Marina performed ‘The Artist Is Present’ as part of the show, a minute of silence with each stranger who sat in front of her. Ulay arrived without her knowing it and this is what happened.”
In your arms
I ran away
I felt so warm
All the same
It felt so wrong
In another man’s arms.