Friday, January 29, 2010

Random Quote and Unrelated Photo of the Week

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I want to be your love
I want to make you cry
And sweep you off your feet
I want to hurt your pride
I want to slap your face
I want to paint your nails
I want to make you scream
I want to braid your hair
I want to kiss your friends
I want to make you laugh
I want to dress the same
I want to defend you
I want to squeeze your thighs
I want to kiss your eyelids
And corrupt your dreams
I want to crash your car
I want to scratch your cheeks
I want to make you sick
I want to sell you out
Want to expose your flaws
I want to steal your things
I want to show you off
I want to tell you lies
I want to write you books
I want to turn you on
I want to make you come
200 times a day
I want to dry your tears
Every time you're sad
I want to be your what's happening
I want to be your only friend

of Montreal
Gallery Piece

5 comments:

  1. I should probably be disturbed that that poem reflects my idea of love.

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  2. You'd like the song, then. Very catchy, enough that you bop along for a while before thinking "hey...this is a little disturbing".

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  3. Thanks, I'd never heard of Of Montreal and didn't realize it was a song.

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  4. I definitely need to pul out the one Of Montreal album I have. I think the lyrics work rather well set out in stark black and white. And your wonderfully curated visuals always help.

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  5. I definitely need to pul out the one Of Montreal album I have. I think the lyrics work rather well set out in stark black and white. And your wonderfully curated visuals always help.

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