MITSKI’S ‘ BURY ME AT MAKEOUT CREEK ’ SENTENCE STARTERS
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‘ it’s beautiful out today. ’
‘ i wish you could take me upstate to that little place you would tell me about when you’d sense that i’d want to escape. ’
‘ texas is a landlocked state. ’
‘ it’s a little bit far away. ’
‘ you make it there, and you make it anywhere. ’
‘ but i’ve been anywhere, and it’s not what i want. ’
‘ but i’ve been anywhere, and it’s not what i want: i want to be still with you. ’
‘ i want to be still with you. ’
‘ you keep your socks on in bed.’
‘ you keep our hearth warm. ’
‘ see the tree’s shadows lie in black pools in the lawns. ’
‘ you’re the breeze in my austin nights. ’
‘ there’s a party. ’
‘ we’re all going. ’
‘ we’re all growing up. ’
‘ somebody’s driving. ’
‘ somebody’s driving, and he will be drinking. ’
‘ he’ll be drinking. ’
‘ no one’s going back. ’
‘ we’ve tried hungry, and we’ve tried full, and nothing seems enough. ’
‘ nothing seems enough. ’
‘ so tonight, the boys are gonna go for more. ’
‘ i want a love that falls as fast as a body from a balcony. ’
‘ i want to kiss like my heart is hitting the ground. ’
‘ i’m holding my breath with a baseball bat. ’
‘ i don’t know what i’m waiting for. ’
‘ i’m not gonna be what my daddy wants me to be. ’
‘ smell that? ’
‘ it’s wet grass. ’
‘ i think i’ve had enough. ’
‘ he wants a finale, and i came prepared. ’
‘ i came prepared. ’
‘ we’re not going back. ’
‘ i’ve tried sharing, and i’ve tried caring, and i’ve tried putting out. ’
‘ and change is gonna come, but when? ’
‘ i wanna be what my body wants me to be. ’
‘ the night breeze carries something sweet. ’
‘ wild women don’t get the blues. ’
‘ wild women don’t get the blues, but i find that lately i’ve been crying like a tall child. ’
‘ lately i’ve been crying like a tall child. ’
‘ please hurry. ’
‘ leave me. ’
‘ i can’t breathe. ’
‘ please don’t say you love me. ’
‘ my heart seems like it’s going to burst. ’
‘ one word from you and i would jump off of this ledge i’m on. ’
‘ tell me don’t. ’
‘ i was so young when i behaved twenty-five. ’
‘ i was so young when i behaved twenty-five, yet now i find i’ve grown into a tall child. ’
‘ i find i’ve grown into a tall child. ’
‘ i don’t want to go home yet. ’
‘ i don’t want to go home yet. let me walk to the top of the big night sky. ’
‘ let me walk to the top of the big night sky. ’
‘ i don’t know what to do without you. ’
‘ i don’t know where to put my hands. ’
‘ i’ve been trying to lay my head down. ’
‘ i don’t need the world to see that i’ve been the best i can be. ’
‘ i don’t think i could stand to be where you don’t see me. ’
‘ on sunny days, i go out walking. ’
‘ i end up on a tree-lined street; i look up at the gaps of sunlight. ’
‘ i miss you more than anything. ’
‘ autumn comes when you’re not yet done with the summer passing by. ’
‘ i don’t smoke. ’
‘ i don’t smoke except when i’m missing you. to remember your mouth, how it tasted true. ’
‘ i don’t smoke except after i’ve held you. ’
‘ being with you makes the flame burn good. ’
‘ if you need to be mean, be mean to me. ’
‘ be mean to me. i can take it and put it inside me. ’
‘ if your hands need to break more than trinkets in your room, you can lean on my arm as you break my heart. ’
‘ i’m what’s left. ’
‘ i’m what’s left of when we swam under the moon. ’
‘ now the rest of my days are just waiting. ’
‘ come down and tell me i was meant for you. ’
‘ don’t leave me alone, wondering where you are. ’
‘ don’t leave me alone, wondering where you are. i am stronger than you give me credit for. ’
‘ i am stronger than you give me credit for. ’
‘ it’s a windy afternoon. ’
‘ i can’t afford to buy my food. ’
‘ i can’t afford to buy my food, or the drive i need to go further than they said i’d go. ’
‘ he only loves me when there’s a means to an end. ’
‘ you only love me when there’s a means to an end. ’
‘ i miss when we first met. ’
‘ you didn’t know me yet. ’
‘ take me out. ’
‘ take me out, baby. it makes no difference where we’ll be. ’
‘ as long as we’re out in the sun. ’
‘ i will retire to the salton sea at the age of 23. ’
‘ i’m starting to learn i may never be free. ’
‘ fuck you. and your money. ’
‘ i’m tired of your money. ’
‘ i sit on the curb, ‘cause it’s the prettiest night. ’
‘ there’s no one else in sight. ’
‘ you know, i wore this dress for you. ’
‘ these killer heels? for you. ’
‘ see the dark? it moves with every breath of the breeze. ’
‘ i will take good care of you. ’
‘ everything you feel is good. ’
‘ if only you would let you. ’
‘ i will wash your hair at night, and dry it off with care. ’
‘ still, i will live here. ’
‘ so stay with me. ’
‘ hold my hand. ’
‘ there’s no need to be brave. ’
‘ and all the quiet nights you bear? seal them up with care. no one needs to know they’re there, for i will hold them for you. ’
‘ all i ever wanted is here. ’
‘ all i ever wanted, all i want is always you. ’
‘ it’s always you. ’
‘ we’re not out of the tunnel. i bet you, though, there’s an end. ’
‘ while you sleep, i’ll be scared so by the time you wake, i’ll be brave. ’
‘ i’ll be brave. ’
‘ at night on the rooftop, i untie my hair. ’
‘ my dark hair unleashes the night. ’
‘ i say your name in hopes you’ll hear it in the stars. ’
‘ i say your name in hopes you’ll hear it in the stars and carry me out. ’
‘ carry me out. ’
‘ i drive when it rains. ’
‘ the headlight spirits, they lead me down the styx, so black it shines. ’
LAST WORDS OF A SHOOTING STAR
‘ all of this turbulence wasn’t forecasted. ’
‘ i am relieved that i left my room tidy. ’
‘ i am relieved that i left my room tidy: they’ll think of me kindly when they come for my things. ’
‘ they’ll never know how i stared at the dark in that room, with no thoughts, like a blood-sniffing shark. ’
‘ and while my dreams made music in the night, carefully i was going to live. ’
‘ you wouldn’t leave ‘till we’d loved in the morning. ’
‘ you’d learned from movies how love ought to be. ’
‘ you’d say you loved me and look in my eyes, but i know through mine you were looking at yours. ’
‘ did you know the liberty bell is a replica silently housed in its original walls? ’
‘ while its dreams made music in the night, quietly it was told to believe. ’
‘ i always wanted to die clean and pretty. ’
‘ i always wanted to die clean and pretty, but i’d be too busy on working days. ’
‘ i’d be too busy on working days. ’
‘ i couldn’t have changed anyways. ’
‘ goodbye. ’
