Did I Really Just Say That? (song I wrote)

Now I do recall while we were laying on the floor
the effects of all the night-time skirmishes
that have our clothes in awkward places
and skin shaking sweat down to the core

You leaned over me to grab your pants
and then you looked into my eyes
For a moment I swear to god you were kidding
but I guess you maned up and took the chance


The three most overrated words in the English vocabulary
came dribbling out your mouth
I didn't know if I should laugh or take in the moment
like I ought
but you just gazed outright directly
As that damn "I love you" came again...
"Do you, Do you, Do you?"
I could only shadow a passive smile
"Thank you, thank you, thank you."


So I guess it makes me completely unsentimental
to see overly past the pitiless shit
into the untruthful cavities of your heart
How could you call our soulless fucking anything conventional?


Oh come on, let's do the right thin; make an honest woman out of me
let's not beat around the goddamn bush
let's play the parts of trailer affairs
Or run with tattoo-clad, cycle-riding symmetry


The three most overrated words in the English vocabulary
came dribbling out your mouth
I didn't know if I should laugh or take in the moment
like I ought
but you just gazed outright directly
As that damn "I love you" came again...
"Do you, Do you, Do you?"
I could only shadow a passive smile
"Thank you, thank you, thank you."


I really can't shake your hand enough,
this has been a grateful partnership,
I've enjoyed all your half-ass promises
and your attempts at being true

"Thank you, thank you, thank you."

Untoward Significance

So as I lay here, attempting to wake myself from this laziness that has come to swallow me up in the form of comfortable pillows and a feather comforter... I realize I haven't been taking as many pictures as I'd like these days.
I'm a photographer by tendency, not professional by any means, but I do the best I can.
I like giving myself room to breathe, per say.
So I stumbled across a little file of a bunch of pictures I'd taken months and months ago... and I started thinking about which pictures mean things to me.
Then I found this one.




Taken, oh, maybe seven months ago.
And it's one of my favorites.
Why, you ask?
Well, believe it or not, I have a terrible experience (not personal, but second-hand) where prescription drugs are concerned. To be able to relay that into a photograph almost made me cry when I took another look.
And that's what I've always wanted to do... bring emotions out with the things I do.
For better or worse.