OUR SCREAMING IN THE WILLOW TREE
October 2010
September 2010
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Portishead - sour times
To pretend no one can find
The fallacies of morning rose
Forbidden fruit, hidden eyes
Courtesies that I despise in me
Take a ride, take a shot now
Cos nobody loves me
It’s true
Not like you do
Covered by the blind belief
That fantasies of sinful screens
Bear the facts, assume the dye
End the vows no need to lie, enjoy
Take a ride, take a shot now
Cos nobody loves me
It’s true
Not like you do
Who oo am I, what and why
Cos all I have left is my memories of yesterday
Ohh these sour times
Cos nobody loves me
It’s true
Not like you do
After time the bitter taste
Of innocence decent or race
Scattered seed, buried lives
Mysteries of our disguise revolve
Circumstance will decide…
Cos nobody loves me
It’s true
Not like you do
Cos nobody loves me
It’s true
Not like you
Cos nobody loves me
It’s true
Not like you do
“What Tyler says about the crap and the slaves of history, that’s how I felt. I wanted to destroy something beautiful I’d never have. Burn the Amazon rain forests. Pump chlorofluorocarbons straight up to gobble the ozone. Open the dump valves on supertankers and uncap offshore oil wells. I wanted to kill all the fish I couldn’t afford to eat, and smother the French beaches I’d never see. I wanted the whole world to hit bottom. Pounding that kid, I really wanted to put a bullet between the eyes of every endangered panda that wouldn’t screw to save its species and every whale or dolphin that gave up and ran itself aground.”
—fight club
“May I never be complete. May I never be content. May I never be perfect. Deliver me Tyler from being perfect and complete.”
—fight club
“To warm her up, to make her laugh, I tell Marla about the woman in Dear Abby who married a handsome successful mortician and on their wedding night, he made her soak in a tub of ice water until her skin was freezing to the touch, and then made her lie in bed completely still while he had intercourse with her cold inert body.
The funny thing is this woman had done this as a newlywed, and gone on to do it for the next ten years of marriage and now she was writing to Dear Abby to ask if Abby thought it meant something.” —fight club
The funny thing is this woman had done this as a newlywed, and gone on to do it for the next ten years of marriage and now she was writing to Dear Abby to ask if Abby thought it meant something.” —fight club
I am Jack's... complete lack of surprise.
