Talkingbird123's Blog

I’m going to make it official, and declare this blog dead. I used to use this wordpress all the time, but now I use tumblr. I still love you wordpress, but we have to part ways. I have found something that suits me better, but you’ll always have a special place in my heart ❤

And it’s a poor boy who’s alive at best, mistakes the pulse inside his chest for the cartilage between his legs and it’s all he knows. It’s all he knows.

And it’s a sad girl who sits and cries, mistake true love for brutal eyes and a warm wet tongue in between her thighs. It’s all she knows, all she knows.

And he wonders what she hides in those bags under her eyes, the secrets of the sleepless nights she spent with him since she let him in. And the hands that those weapons are in both commit the greatest sin by breaking hearts instead of skin. It’s all they know, all they know.

And she wipes her tears back as she sings how broken hands make broken things. She sings, yeah she sings and she wipes her tears back as she sings how broken hands make broken things. She sings, yeah she sings.

And he wonders what she hides in those bags under her eyes, the secrets of the sleepless nights she spent with him since she let him in.

My mouth is a jail cell. These secrets peek between the gaps in my teeth and even though they’re dying yeah, they’ll pray for sunlight, they’ll pray for sunlight.

Wish my words came out less frantic and more romantic, but these bathroom walls and your calloused hands make me scream for sunlight, I’ll scream for sunlight.

I swear I’ll be cavalier, I mean when you undress me, I’ll pretend not to care because I’m a soldier, yeah I am a soldier, and I’ll stare tight lipped into space while your greedy hands will take what they can get and all they get is me..

I swear, I swear, I’ll stay so cavalier (when you’re here). I know that every single talk show will tell me I should let it out, let it out. Their make up makes it seem so made-up I watch them all let it out, let it out, but there’s no microphones inside these aching b-b-bones.

I’m addressing it now, I’ll fight this war with my mouth, I’m letting it out, I’m letting it out oh

I’m addressing it here, I’ll fight this war with my tears. I’m letting it out, I’m letting it out. I’m letting it out oh

I’ve been addressing it wrong, I’ll fight this war with my songs. I’m letting it out, I’m letting it out oh

I was a soldier, I thought I was a soldier.

Sometimes I wonder if anyone really knows me? Do I even really know me?

“I’ve never fooled anyone. I’ve let people fool themselves. They didn’t bother to find out who and what I was. Instead they would invent a character for me. I wouldn’t argue with them. They were obviously loving somebody I wasn’t.”
— Marilyn Monroe

Drink up, baby down

mmm, are you in or are you out?

Leave your things behind cause it’s all going off without you.

Excuse me, too busy, you’re writing your tragedy.

These mishaps you bubble wrap, when you’ve no idea what you’re like.

So let go, jump in

Oh well, watcha waiting for it’s alright

Cause there’s beauty in the breakdown

So let go, just in

Oh it’s so amazing here

It’s alright, cause there’s beauty in the breakdown

It gains the more it gives and then it rises with the fall

So hand me that remote, can’t you see that all that stuff’s a slideshow

Such boudnless pleasure, we’ve no time for later now

You can’t wait you own arrival, you’ve 20 seconds to compy

I see you driving around town with the guy I love, and I’m like fuck you…and fuck him too.

Cee-Lo Green ❤

So many people are still stuck there…

it’s kind of amazing.

I wish it was summer time. I want to be tan and have long hair again.

Long, layered hair with side bangs.

Lately, I’ve had a lot of those, and I hope they keep on coming 🙂

Good luck trying to make me jealous now.