It’s me, I’m alive
With a heart that pulses
And a wrist with blue lines.
It’s me, I’m alive
With thoughts of suicide
And dances with death.
It’s me, I’m alive
With dirt under my fingernails
And scuffed leather boots.
It’s me, I’m alive
But, how long does it last?
First line of each stanza taken from a Yoko Ono song. Inspired by confused thoughts.
i love adam green, of montreal, passion pit, the beatles, the velvet underground, the pains of being pure at heart, bon iver, MGMT, the flight of the conchords, crystal castles, midnight juggernauts, hot chip, major lazer, santogold, neil young, belle and sebastian, sonic youth, much much more.
i live for runny noses in the snow, plumerias, new york's public buses, kiwi accents, raw fish, insomnia, blue skies with many clouds, green meadows, skiing courses that are too hard, and not caring about a thing.
i am happiest when i am looking at art.
