‘ in my mind, i am miles and miles away. ’
‘ when the buzz ain’t like it was, well then it’s time for a change. ’
‘ just a subtle change. ’
‘ a tongue full of only tomorrow’s will never quench your thirst for yesterday. ’
‘ so, what do you say we take a trip miles away? ’
‘ at the moment, anywhere i go is beautiful. ’
‘ in my mind, i am miles away. ’
‘ the old can feel brand new. ’
‘ i feel so fresh, i feel so new. ’
‘ i’m through with my miserable youth. ’
‘ darlin’, you don’t need high-priced designs to feel dressed up to the nines. ’
‘ you don’t need much of anything to feel lush once in a while. ’
‘ my hair is tired and it’s falling out. ’
‘ i feel young enough and just because i can. ’
‘ let your hair down while you still can. ’
‘ nobody’s gonna tell me how to wear my hair. ’
‘ the girls are crying on the corner because the boys all left and they’ve had too much to drink. ’
‘ he’s convinced the blonde by the bar just gave him a wink. ’
‘ smoke whatever you’ve got left, it’s getting late and we don’t have much to lose. ’
‘ her face went red as the words left his tongue. ’
‘ i can tell he’s pouring honey into her ear. ’
‘ she says she’s going home. ’
‘ that boy, he is a drifter. ’
‘ tomorrow he’ll be far away. ’
‘ twenty-four floors up in some hotel room. feel so low, thinking about jumping soon. ’
‘ i think of my family and how they’ll remember me. ’
‘ eyes closed, i see your face. ’
‘ breathe deep and hesitate. ’
‘ i hear the words you’d say if you were here with me. ’
‘ you don’t wanna die tonight. ’
‘ take one more breath to clear your mind. ’
‘ every moment’s relevant. ’
‘ bittersweet and delicate. ’
‘ tomorrow may not come again. ’
‘ the tv talks to me apocalyptically fosters the fear in me. ’
‘ but somehow i hear your plea. ’
‘ if this is all there is… ’
‘ to be honest, i am full of shit. ’
‘ to be honest, i am full of shit, but that’s alright because everyone else that i know is. ’
‘ it’s just a rough thing for us humans to admit. ’
‘ we all have the question, but we don’t know what the answer is. ’
‘ the brain is a funny place. ’
‘ oblivion is where i’m headed. ’
‘ my mind is on the brink of going supernova. ’
‘ just shut up. ’
‘ just shut up and drink your diet soda. ’
‘ my every fear in essence. ’
‘ this neurotic head makes me believe danger is omnipresent. ’
‘ all the crazies talk about the world and how it’s gonna end. ’
‘ i sit worried sick because i’m starting to believe them. ’
‘ i’ve got an ugly little feeling. ’
‘ between you and me, the psyche, and the soma. ’
‘ just shut up, your food is getting colder. ’
‘ your words are getting older. ’
‘ you think i’m ugly. don’t you? ’
‘ i know you hate my body. ’
‘ do what you like so maybe then you’ll want me. ’
‘ maybe then you’ll want me. ’
‘ am i pretty? ’
‘ do people like me yet? ’
‘ is there a party? ’
‘ am i invited? ’
‘ it’s such a pity. ’
‘ no one adores me yet. ’
‘ so make me up in a shade that fits me. ’
‘ tell me love: am i pretty? ’
‘ i’ll get used to getting used. ’
‘ i’ll do that for you so maybe then you’ll have me. ’
‘ there’s beauty and grace in the flaws of your face. ’
‘ all candor and style in the crook of your smile. ’
‘ i’m not looking for anything in particular. ’
‘ i’m far more desperate than you think. ’
‘ i wonder what it’s like to be the universe experiencing itself ironically. ’
‘ i need some space to run around. ’
‘ i’ll build my road despite the cost. ’
‘ i’m not looking to be found. ’
‘ unaware of where i’m going, or if i’m going anywhere at all. ’
‘ i know i’ll take the leap if it is worth the fall. ’
‘ so long as the blood keeps flowing, i’ll set a sail and swim across. ’
‘ i’m not looking to be found. ’
‘ i just want to be un-lost. ’
‘ with my eyes closed this feels like home. ’
‘ all i really know is whatever this is doesn’t get easier. ’
‘ just take it slow. ’
‘ the world is ours but for a flash. ’
‘ you are not allowed to be anybody else. ’
‘ control what you can. comfort what you can’t. ’
‘ always remember how lucky you are to have yourself. ’
‘ what will you do on the weekends when your best friends become your dead friends? ’
‘ this little sweet tooth, it is your weakness. ’
‘ you’re sweet and sated, so sedated. ’
‘ you’re hooked and baited, annihilated. ’
‘ even if you wanted to, you couldn’t stop, it’s just so sweet. ’
‘ this american candy, it’ll rot your teeth. ’
‘ try to think back to when you loved what you loved because you loved it. ’
‘ sometimes i feel as though i’m going mad when i get a touch of saccharine on my lips. ’
‘ i hate the taste on my tongue – too damn sweet. ’
‘ i don’t fancy american candy. ’
‘ this one goes out to my closest friends, the ones who make me feel less alien. ’
‘ i do not think i would be here if not for them. ’
‘ with friends like ours, anywhere is home. ’
‘ the earthlings crawl from bar to bar, ignoring shooting stars and grinding all their gears. ’
‘ oh lord, it’s quite bizarre and will remain this way for years and years and years. ’
