Isolation

How can I ask anyone to love me
When all I do is beg to be left alone

Well I’m hard, too hard to know

Pictures by Ann Woo,

lyrics by Fiona Apple

Happy Wound

You didn’t see my valentine
I sent it via pantomime
While you were watching someone else
I stared at you and cut myself
That’s all I’ll do cause I’m not free
A fugitive too dull to flee

Blades

If I’m butter, if I’m butter
If I’m butter then he’s a hot knife

Pyramids

And I don’t wanna break your heart
No I don’t wanna break your heart
True love is much like a force, love
It’s never enough, never enough, never enough

Garotos

When you love so long
That the thrill is gone
And your kisses at night
Are replaced with my tears

Lyrics by Bat For Lashes,

Picture by João Viegas

Repair

Je joue à me faire peur, comme un enfant (comme un enfant)
Je pense tout et son contraire, comme un enfant (comme un enfant)
Je danse, j’ai le coeur à l’envers, comme un enfant (comme un enfant)

Destruction, like construction, is a human expression and a paradox of life because it is can be both good and evil. My personal point of view is that destruction is inevitably linked to repair.

– Baptiste Debombourg

Lyrics by Yelle

Ipsis Litteris

Every single night
I endure the fight
of little wings of white-flamed
Butterflies in my brain
These ideas of mine
percolate the mind
trickle down the spine
swarm the belly, swelling to blaze

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The Dancer

I’ve cried days

I’ve cried nights

For the Lord just to send me home some sign

Is he near? Is he far?

Bring peace to my black and empty heart

Lyrics by PJ Harvey,

pictures via MadeInBrazil

Tailored

Whan can I keep?
What will you take back?
What’s left of me, when you do that?

I’m gonna throw up
I’m gonna throw up
I’m gonna throw up

***
He was tailor-made for me

Blue

Baby, can you see through the tears?

I have loved Lana del Rey since the very first time I saw and heard her.

First person singular

There was something in the bass you gave me
I was losing all my self control
I can see that I was acting crazy

Didn’t I tell you, didn’t I tell, you didn’t I tell you?
Not to be so kind to me

I want to live in this melody.

Little boy

Baby said he couldn’t stay
Wouldn’t put his lips to mine
And a fail to kiss is a fail to cope

And I said: honey, I don’t feel so good
Don’t feel justified
Come on put a little love here in my void

He said: it’s all in your head
And I said: so it’s everything
But he didn’t get it

I thought he was a man

But he was just a little boy

Lyrics by Fiona Apple,  picture via East Village Boys

Threesome

Body – Heart – Mind
Which one of these three
Will definitely win the fight?

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Match

1.

2.

3.

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a) We’ll never change the world, no.
b) After the night, when I wake up, I’ll see what tomorrow brings.
c) Is it amnesia mistaken for magic?

Game addict

It’s you, it’s you, it’s all for you
Everything I do
I tell you all the time
Heaven is a place on earth with you

This is my idea of fun