crash into my arms—morrissey

crash into my arms—morrissey

if there were no girls like them in the world there would be no poetry—wila cather, my antonia

if there were no girls like them in the world there would be no poetry—wila cather, my antonia

I took my dress to the cleaners and it was so sodden with gin that all they gave me back was a spoonful of dust—nina hamnet

I took my dress to the cleaners and it was so sodden with gin that all they gave me back was a spoonful of dust—nina hamnet

that’s the way it goes but every once in awhile it goes the other way too—true romance

that’s the way it goes but every once in awhile it goes the other way too—true romance

the grass was silence and the flowers words—charles simic, dismantling the silence

the grass was silence and the flowers words—charles simic, dismantling the silence

beyond the road more road beyond the horizon more horizon

beyond the road more road beyond the horizon more horizon

all night we listened to the wolves

all night we listened to the wolves

come loose your dogs upon me—nick cave, the ship song

come loose your dogs upon me—nick cave, the ship song

indistinct ghostly whispering

indistinct ghostly whispering

I walked for a long time

I walked for a long time

think it over and think like hell—dashiell hammet, the maltese falcon

think it over and think like hell—dashiell hammet, the maltese falcon

i haven’t been away I’m still right here where I always was—morrissey, the loop

i haven’t been away I’m still right here where I always was—morrissey, the loop

where it’s always spring

where it’s always spring

read me to sleep

read me to sleep

even if it doesn’t last

even if it doesn’t last

how did the time pass and how did it grow so late—john steinbeck, journal of a novel: the east of eden letters

how did the time pass and how did it grow so late—john steinbeck, journal of a novel: the east of eden letters

taking different roads—joy division, love will tear us apart

taking different roads—joy division, love will tear us apart

we men are wretched things—homer

we men are wretched things—homer

lighting strikes maybe once maybe twice—fleetwood mac, gypsy

lighting strikes maybe once maybe twice—fleetwood mac, gypsy

what difference does it. make it happened

what difference does it. make it happened