i like pandas

feeling literal

squeeze me til i can't breathe

because i haven't posted in so long...

the lyrics for this song (the original) are so outstanding, and they feel very 'right now':

One night to be confused
One night to speed up truth
We had a promise made
Four hands and then away
Both under influence
We had divine sense
To know what to say
Mind is a razorblade

To call for hands of above to lean on
Wouldn't be good enough for me, no

One night of magic rush
The start - a simple touch
One night to push and scream
And then relief
Ten days of perfect tunes
The colors red and blue
We had a promise made
We were in love

To call for hands of above to lean on
Wouldn't be good enough for me, no

And you, you knew the hand of a devil
And you kept us awake with wolves teeth
Sharing different heartbeats in one night

To call for hands of above to lean on
Wouldn't be good enough for me, no

today/tonight/thismorning

ali, my cab driver: so, are you in relationship?
me, a cab passenger: yes, i am. are you, ali?
ali: no, i am not right now. i was for 4 years, but we broke up.
me: i am so sorry, that sounds rough, what happened?
ali: well, she went to india with her parents, got married, and never came back.
me: all of a sudden, my problems feel so small. i'm so sorry about that.
ali: no, i am fine now. three months ago is a different story, but you're pretty so i am okay now.
me: well, ali, i know it's dark out, but i actually just had a pretty gnarly facial and a bottle of wine so i think you may be exaggerating. my face is fucked up and i have purple teeth.
ali: well, i didn't want to say anything, but yes, i can tell that about your face. but i can also tell that underneath that stuff, you might be pretty.
then he kissed my hand and sent me into the cold williamsburg night. me and my fucked up face.
the end.