I know that you're an artist, you're the hardest one to deal with. Everything that you conceal is revealed on your canvas. You find all of your ugly meanings in the things I find beautiful. Do you see the fall is coming? Come, I'm falling into you. |

pancake and bean themepancake and beanpancake and bean theme by ~nilla-bean
pancake and bean
why oh why
do you cause so much mischief
you dumb cat
all i all i want
is for you to behave
is that too much to ask for?
you dumb cat
you dumb cat
pancake and bean
pancake and bean
da da da da da da dum
da da da da da da dum
pancake and bean

such a fragile thinghis fragile stratum of love are ready to break.such a fragile thing by ~nilla-bean

those were the daysdo you remember, lovethose were the days by ~nilla-bean
when we were young
didn't have a care
for the world
the world was our oyster
everything was green
kisses beneath the
incandescent moonbeams
our hands would interlace
follow the rhythm of grace
do you remember, love
those were the days
when we were young
oh ooh oh ooh
when we were young
oh ooh oh ooh
young and stupid
and in love
many years past since
gone our separate ways
sometimes i sit
and reminiscence our days
and with every heartbreak
we grew wiser
we found new people
to love
when we were young
oh ooh oh ooh
when we were young
oh ooh oh ooh
like the seasons
things began to change
an

to be beautiful All my life I wanted to feel beautiful.to be beautiful by ~nilla-bean
Mother always tells me I am, though now, I am wondering if she truly means it. You never once said I was beautiful, not even after I spent nearly an hour trying to put my sister's makeup on. Not that you'd notice.
You think the girls with the short skirts and best clothes, the ones who put the most makeup on are beautiful. The ones who'd do anything to get your attention. The ones who want to be your friends not because you're you, but because you're with them. Not me, your weirdo friend.
Only I am not beautiful; I am nothing like them. Nor will I ever
I know that you're an artist, you're the hardest one to deal with. Everything that you conceal is revealed on your canvas. You find all of your ugly meanings in the things I find beautiful. Do you see the fall is coming? Come, I'm falling into you. |

I want to forget names,& faces,I want to forget names, by *DearPoetry
& people.
I want to forget their veins,
fingerprints forever burned into my eyelids;
wrists I can't look at
without longing to tear apart.
Spine full, and spiteful:
I want to cry
roses in my midnight tea
for these star collapsed lungs.
I want to cry for her
& for me.
But Shame,
she wont allow me the courtesy.

cosmic background radiationThey say that the big bang was not an actual "bang". It was really just static. Static, like the interference of radio waves. Of course, the universe did not happen instantaneously. The big bang took 760,000 years to happen. 760,000 years of static, and bang, the universe happened.cosmic background radiation by *archelyxs
I get myself together and actually go out. I go to see the New York Philharmonic perform the works of John Cage at Lincoln Center. I walk out during the second movement of 4'33". There's a very small difference between life and death. I walk home, my chin pulled down against my neck. I hum a constant note, providing myself with my own tinnitus.
I focus on this no
| Art that I find to be exceptional. |