And then who the hell was I?

Come on skinny love just last the year
Pour a little salt we were never here
My, my, my, my, my, my, my, my
Staring at the sink of blood and crushed veneer

I tell my love to wreck it all
Cut out all the ropes and let me fall
My, my, my, my, my, my, my, my
Right in the moment this order's tall

And I told you to be patient
And I told you to be fine
And I told you to be balanced
And I told you to be kind
And in the morning I'll be with you
But it will be a different kind
And I'll be holding all the tickets
And you'll be owning all the fines

Come on skinny love, what happened here?
Suckle on the hope in light brassieres
My, my, my, my, my, my, my, my
Sullen load is full, so slow on the split

And I told you to be patient
And I told you to be fine
And I told you to be balanced
And I told you to be kind
And now all your love is wasted
And then who the hell was I?
And I'm breaking at the britches
And at the end of all your lines

Who will love you?
Who will fight?
Who will fall far behind?

The Effort.

Over The Hills & Far Away.

Spent the last hour or so watching old footage of Led Zeppelin's performances. It's one of those nights. Glass of wine and lots of writing and thinking and wondering and zeppeling. I hope everything works out. I hope it's been worth it.

The Heart.

I've always been obsessed with hearts. It's so beautiful and powerful. I think the best and most intimate moments are when you're lying next to someone you love and you can hear their heart beat. It's the place in the body where we can feel the most joy or sadness. It's what keeps us going. It's our most valuable possession, the one thing we want but are not always willing to give to someone else. It's so precious, and in some cases, too big for our own bodies.

The Angry Chick.

It's like looking into a mirror.

The Hives.

Why are The Hives so awesomely awesome and full of awesomeness?? I can't even take it!! I listen to this band almost everyday. They rock my socks off. :)

"And when I say you'd lose it, you don't believe it at all
Oh no!
It's such a long way to fall, the writing's on the wall
Oh no!
But when I said you'd lose it, I can't even recall
Oh no!
If it was the best of all your brain a bit too small
because you got it all, you got it all, you got it all
but you got it all wrong!"
-You Got It All...Wrong!"

The Man In The Arena.

This is a quote from Theodore Roosevelt that has inspired me many times when I feel like giving up. What at times feels like failure, I know in my heart isn't because the effort I put into every situation. The pride I feel in every fiber of my body for never giving up on something or someone. I'd rather have failed and fail many more times than not even have tried and given it the BEST that lies in me. I hope it inspires many of you too.

"It is not the critic who counts: not the man who points out how the strong man stumbles or where the doer of deeds could have done better. The credit belongs to the man who is actually in the arena, whose face is marred by dust and sweat and blood, who strives valiantly, who errs and comes up short again and again, because there is no effort without error or shortcoming, but who knows the great enthusiasms, the great devotions, who spends himself for a worthy cause; who, at the best, knows, in the end, the triumph of high achievement, and who, at the worst, if he fails, at least he fails while daring greatly, so that his place shall never be with those cold and timid souls who knew neither victory nor defeat."