Book Club - July & August

Once again I haven't exactly kept this ticking over as nicely as I'd have liked.
Not cool. It's been a bad month.

Okay, from memory here's what I've been reading:

'Golgo 13: Power To The People' vol.3 by Takao Saito
'Golgo 13: The Orbital Hit' vol.4 by Takao Saito
'Golgo 13: Wideguy' vol.5 by Takao Saito
'The Walking Dead, v. 9: Here We Remain' by Robert Kirkman
'The Walking Dead, v. 10: What We Become' by Robert Kirkman


Finally that's me all caught up to date on The Walking Dead, the comic has easily became one of the most gripping and enjoyable series I think i've ever read since I started it back in April-ish time.

'The Walking Dead, vl. 11: Fear the Hunters' is due out in Dec 2009 and I cannot wait.

Saw Cinderella in a party dress, but she was looking for a nightgown.

Appreciation.

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DN/YD/MTL euro tour 09.

What is happiness to you?

David: Look at us. I'm frozen and you're dead, and I love you.
Sofía: It's a problem.
David: I lost you when I got in that car. I'm sorry.

Twins.

This has made my day.
Sainthood is Tegan and Sara's sixth full-length studio album, due to be released on October 27, 2009.

Walk the line.

Vans Authentics are the only shoes I wear.
I'm keeping it that way. Best shoe.

Sleep.

"My dreams are a cruel joke. They taunt me. Even in my dreams I'm an idiot... who knows he's about to wake up to reality. If I could only avoid sleep. But I can't. I try to tell myself what to dream. I try to dream that I am flying. Something free. It never works..."

Where did you sleep last night?

Anxiety is washing over me everyday at this point.
I am barely able to hold it all together. The nights are as cruel as the days.
I dream and forget what's real and not real even when i'm still "awake".
The torture continues.


Open Your Eyes.

Our Candles.

I lit a candle because you asked me to.
Only you didn't.
You didn't did you?
Not that time.
I turned around from staring at the flickering flame and you weren't in the room.
I guess I hoped if I lit it somewhere out there you'd know.
You'd just know?
You'd drive through the pale lit streets to be here.
Leave behind the party.
Leave your friends in the club.
Maybe you'd drive by my house late one night and still see my light on from the window of your car.
Maybe...

Make it go away.

Give me these moments back.
Give them back to me.
Give me that little kiss.
Give me your hand.

Never say Never.

"Never give up on something that you can't go a day without thinking about..."

The Best of You.

I'll toss you this plastic smile. A poor disguise for the sorrow behind my eyes. I know you've seen it a thousand times because you're wearing a smile that matches mine. Do you remember feeling whole, feeling innocent? Before you sold yourself for survival, before the horror stole the best of you? Nothing left of the girl in the family photograph. Reality crushes childhood dreams as the years pass. Now you've got survivors eyes that have seen too much and you can't replace whats lost. Do you remember feeling whole, feeling innocent? Before you sold yourself for survival, before the horror stole the best of you? I always wanted so much more for you.

Bon Voyage.

Cover my eyes.

Really big into this album right now.

Boy meets girl. Boy falls in love. Girl doesn't.

I'm thoroughly looking forward to this film.
The music and themes of this film are unofficially semi-biopic to myself.

...Or atleast I like to think so.

I can't take my eyes off of you.

"No one will ever love you as much as I do. Why isn't love enough?"

Closer.

"If you believe in love at first sight, you never stop looking."

Saturday Nights.

It's late, but not too late.
It''s Saturday night.
As it always is.
I'm by myself.
And for a split second I swear I see your name and your picture flash up on my phone.
But I don't.
And it's not you.
You're not calling.
And the phone is still ringing.
But I'm not answering.
Because it's not you.
As it never is...

Don't you forget about me.

"Life moves pretty fast. You don't stop and look around once in a while, you could miss it."



RIP John Hughes.

James Dean Is Not Dead.

Well I guess this was what I was going for?

Treat.

Thinking of treating myself to this lil gem, the Vans Skirmish Flannel Shirt... Seeing as how I survived another week without topping myself!