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  • ache

    beast in the brain
    aching to tear through,
    a trapped respite,
    where is the oasis?
    where is the succor in the
    amber sap bubbling to the
    surface
    there is tiredness in
    the toughened bark
    that sags when it
    is pulled too hard
    for too long,

    but it does not die

    we do not die like that.

Sunday, 05 February 2012

Monday, 23 January 2012

  • Don't forget me, I beg.

    Just got in from a night on the town with some guys from work. Had a good time. I'm really getting tired of people telling me they can hook me up with people, though. Is it weird that I don't want to just jump into bed with someone? Or rebound off of someone? I didn't think it was that strange to take time to oneself after a relationship ends.

    I keep wanting to say "I don't want to be with someone else. I want to be with her" but I refrain because that makes me sound needy and weak.

    But maybe I am. I dunno.

    I'm feeling melancholy. I don't like it.

    In other news, I've decided to play an open mic on Thurs night. I'm kind of excited about that. Need to narrow down what I'm going to play. I know I'm gonna do one original, but not sure on covers. Torn.

    I hate this. I'm really tired but I just don't want to go to bed. I don't like sleeping on my own.

    God.. I'm pathetic.

Sunday, 15 January 2012

  • Motorcycle dreams come through

    Is it riding season yet? I need time on my bike and the road rolling out before me, then sun on my bare arms and the wind in my face. I need to shift my hips and feel the bike respond immediately. I need to feel the rumble of the engine rolling up through my arms. I need that roar in my ears and all that power barreling me forward into that great wide open.

    I need to ride.

    (I need to hit the highway like a battering ram on my silver black phantom bike.)

Thursday, 12 January 2012

  • I love you... if that makes sense

    I love you
    even when I don't
    I love everyone even when I don't like em a bit

    It doesn't make sense
    but if it had to make sense it would
    so it doesn't I guess
    and it don't

    ever think of how strange it is how strange people appear?
    so far away, so inscrutable
    they're here standing, talking, doing things
    and I can't hear their thoughts but they must be thinking
    they must have a whole internal world I can't see
    they look like shells sometimes
    puppets
    but I can't see the hand

    where is the hand?

    I love you

Tuesday, 20 December 2011

Monday, 12 December 2011

  • Я не люблю фатального исхода.
    От жизни никогда не устаю.
    Я не люблю любое время года,
    Когда веселых песен не пою.

    Я не люблю холодного цинизма,
    В восторженность не верю, и еще,
    Когда чужой мои читает письма,
    Заглядывая мне через плечо.

    Я не люблю, когда наполовину
    Или когда прервали разговор.
    Я не люблю, когда стреляют в спину,
    Я также против выстрелов в упор.

    Я ненавижу сплетни в виде версий,
    Червей сомненья, почестей иглу,
    Или, когда все время против шерсти,
    Или, когда железом по стеклу.

    Я не люблю уверенности сытой,
    Уж лучше пусть откажут тормоза!
    Досадно мне, коль слово "честь" забыто,
    И коль в чести наветы за глаза.

    Когда я вижу сломанные крылья,
    Нет жалости во мне и неспроста -
    Я не люблю насилье и бессилье,
    Вот только жаль распятого Христа.

    Я не люблю себя, когда я трушу,
    И мне досадно, когда невинных бьют,
    Я не люблю, когда мне лезут в душу,
    Тем более, когда в нее плюют.

    Я не люблю манежи и арены,
    На них мильон меняют по рублю,
    Пусть впереди большие перемены,
    Я это никогда не полюблю.
    В.Высоцкий

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