Faerie Tails
Let’s pretend were not needy. Let’s pretend our hearts still beat. Let’s pretend we fall in love tonight. Clumsy enough to fall for anything, we’ll stumble on our words. We’ll spill our guts on creaking bar stools below the neon blue.
T has a crush on this girl in his daycare! Today is his last day there, so he was like ok I’m gonna give her my pink power ranger cuz she likes pink. This morning he was all nervous: ‘What if she doesn’t come today and I never see her again? Maybe I will save it and give it to her when we grow up?’ So cute, I almost died. I took him to see The Used/30 last month and he had so much fun throwing up his hands and rockin out. Ask him what he wants to be when he grows up, his current answer is: power ranger, teacher and drummer. He’s just too much, I tell ya.
Low lives hiding in dives. There’s no feeling in drinking, sleeping with strangers, ghosts passing through bedrooms unaware. A faint reflection on the barback’s mirror, a face I never knew whispering, “Please don’t be a stranger to me. Who are you if you’re alone? You’re no good at pretending.”
If you haven’t already done so, check out the Basquiat exhibit at MOCA. I went to a Filter party there with M & M and Dave L. a few weeks ago and it just blew me away. I haven’t been to an art museum in a long time so just being there - seeing the paintings, smelling them. It was overwhelming. The next day Vegas and I went down to SD and got to hang out with the lovely Tina, Meekz and Miyoko at the robot/frantic show. Robots played Moscow last week which was a lot of fun as well, even tho I really can’t stand the whole scene there. Speaking of which, I stopped by the American Eyes video shoot last week and awww it was just great seeing all of the kids so hyped & the new recordings of their songs are actually quite good. This week, I have an interview tomorrow night and a phoner but next week is going to be Madness with 3 interviews, shows, inland invasion! Work is just nutso, doing too many things at once per usual.
All my plays have tragic endings. You wish I was a fairy tale. This frog will never change anything. Just pretend that you’re in love. That scolding sun is bound to come up eventually, so who is it that whispers in your ear? A haunting voice blows in through the window. There’s no feeling floating over beds. A needy pleading apparition crying “Who am I if I’m alone? I hardly exist at all.”
I have a crush too. Just as bad as T’s! Sorry if you have been on the receiving end of my incessant yammering-on about Kibitz boy. Slap me or something cuz I can’t help it hahaha.
Let’s pretend that we don’t need anything anymore from anyone. I don’t want to feel anything anymore. Let’s just pretend we’ll live happily ever after.
T has a crush on this girl in his daycare! Today is his last day there, so he was like ok I’m gonna give her my pink power ranger cuz she likes pink. This morning he was all nervous: ‘What if she doesn’t come today and I never see her again? Maybe I will save it and give it to her when we grow up?’ So cute, I almost died. I took him to see The Used/30 last month and he had so much fun throwing up his hands and rockin out. Ask him what he wants to be when he grows up, his current answer is: power ranger, teacher and drummer. He’s just too much, I tell ya.
Low lives hiding in dives. There’s no feeling in drinking, sleeping with strangers, ghosts passing through bedrooms unaware. A faint reflection on the barback’s mirror, a face I never knew whispering, “Please don’t be a stranger to me. Who are you if you’re alone? You’re no good at pretending.”
If you haven’t already done so, check out the Basquiat exhibit at MOCA. I went to a Filter party there with M & M and Dave L. a few weeks ago and it just blew me away. I haven’t been to an art museum in a long time so just being there - seeing the paintings, smelling them. It was overwhelming. The next day Vegas and I went down to SD and got to hang out with the lovely Tina, Meekz and Miyoko at the robot/frantic show. Robots played Moscow last week which was a lot of fun as well, even tho I really can’t stand the whole scene there. Speaking of which, I stopped by the American Eyes video shoot last week and awww it was just great seeing all of the kids so hyped & the new recordings of their songs are actually quite good. This week, I have an interview tomorrow night and a phoner but next week is going to be Madness with 3 interviews, shows, inland invasion! Work is just nutso, doing too many things at once per usual.
All my plays have tragic endings. You wish I was a fairy tale. This frog will never change anything. Just pretend that you’re in love. That scolding sun is bound to come up eventually, so who is it that whispers in your ear? A haunting voice blows in through the window. There’s no feeling floating over beds. A needy pleading apparition crying “Who am I if I’m alone? I hardly exist at all.”
I have a crush too. Just as bad as T’s! Sorry if you have been on the receiving end of my incessant yammering-on about Kibitz boy. Slap me or something cuz I can’t help it hahaha.
Let’s pretend that we don’t need anything anymore from anyone. I don’t want to feel anything anymore. Let’s just pretend we’ll live happily ever after.