My lips red & sore, not so much for kissing anymore.
I left my clothes back home for you, the weather made me smile.

Baby, cover me like a blanket.

a dive to the ground sometimes feels like flying.





I found a spider in the corner of my eye.

“love is passion, obsession, something you cant live without, theres no sense living your life without this, to make the journey and not fall deeply in love, no you haven’t lived a life at all. but you have to try, because if you haven’t tried you haven’t lived.”




34 HOURS.
NO SLEEP.
LONDON.
BUSRIDES
AIRPLANES.
LOVE & COFFEE.
BROKENHEARTS
and cigarettes.





you cant feel this weight all eyes on me now, its all accidents.
that you have never seen skin that shade of blue before or felt breath that cold.
that it never touched you in quite the same way
it all falls down one by one, it all adds up.

i thought that you knew, it never touches soft enough
and you would never let me give up no matter how much i wanted to
and someday you will know...
that all of my sleepless nights and tear stained pillows were never meant for you to understand
and even though it seems like im always falling apart

im still standing on these broken legs just hold on. just hold on. im still living at all cost








LOVE LET ME GO.






This is our last kiss so kiss hard.
& they all got knives drawn! One by one, another one down. With fingertips gleaming in artificial light, just a few more keystrokes, just a few more. Anonymity has never suited someone so well, and every one's a critic with a message board. These things do hurt, keep on choking untill the words stop, I will be your signature.
These things do hurt, hope you are proud of your self.

It feels kinda funny, you under my skin.



It's only in your head, you feel left out or looked down on.
It just takes some time, little girl, you're in the middle of the ride.
Everything, will be just fine. Everything, will be alright.
Just be yourself it doesn't matter if it's good enough for someone else.
And don't you worry what their bitter hearts are gonna say!







This is my hour, I’m never going to bed. The sky is still black, but begs to be red. Some days I feel I’m getting smaller and smaller, but some nights, I seem to grow taller and taller. Just when I discovered the meaning of life, they change it. Just when I’m loving life, it seems to start raining.

I came to this world with nothing and I leave with nothing but love, everything else is just borrowed.





loneliness is having no one to miss.
everything will be okay...
keep telling that to yourself,
you smart, smart girl.






'ze lacht de wereld uit en danst haar twijfels weg.'

'er zou een dranghek moeten zijn, voor de mannen die voor jou in de rij staan' 6 maanden om liefde te vinden, alsof je me een wekpot met een houdbaarheidsdatum gaf. een tijdbom. een levend projectiel zonder duidelijke richting. ik kan niet eens kaartlezen, laat staan een kompas.
zes maanden lijken kinderschoenen met een te hoge hak. ik hang er liever geen kaartjes meer aan. er nog steeds die gaten, tranen en scherven, ongelukkige ogenblikken die mijn geduld uitrekken tot ik breek en breken doe ik nog steeds. als je iets doet moet je het goed doen.

en Scherven... geluk brengen ze, zeggen ze toch.

en jij gelukkig ook.





YOU ARE MY BABY, MY HOME, YOU ARE MY SISTER...




You are my sister, we were born so innocent. There were times we were friends but times I was so cruel. Both so afraid of the night yet you seem to move through the places that I feared. You live inside my world so softly, Protected only by the kindness of your nature. You are my sister and I love you. We felt so differently then, so similar over the years. The way we laugh the way we experience pain, so many memories.


May all of your dreams come true, I want this for you.



One last chance to reverse this curse. You stole my heart, but I had it first!
So, this goes out to the ones that fall in love, and to the boy that filled my dark.
Last night I had the weirdest dream, that you and I drove up the darkest streets,
Passing through these city lights & I felt home underneath you black blanket of nothings.

I LET THE ALCOHOL MURDER MY THOUGHTS TONIGHT.




thebittertaste.

Her own romance.

Dr.'s promises just ain't doing the trick. the arms of nothing she falls asleep in. The TV screens, the magazines scream at you like the dogs of hell advertising and advising you to be anyone but your beautiful self.

Prince Charming never brought you flowers, just a loveless lifetime all alone.
No roses for you, just unlocked doors and the deafening silence of your phone.

So block your ears, close your eyes, remember that you're a golden soul fallen from the boring, heartless, Hollywood herd of lies that they call:

Beautiful.


With no shoulder, no hand, no body, no man, no door, no heart to let you in.

But at night you're dancing through the pain even when you're the only one.
No rose, no sky as full of beauty as the girl who dies but rises with every morning's sun, alone.

She dances alone, so beautiful




i feel so small in this world. tiny beneath the city lights. too small to really be a waste, of time.

sometimes so small.


I hate it.

looking up to you,
brings me down.






TOEN WE ALLEBEI NIET WISTEN WAT ER GEBEURDE EN JIJ NET EVEN MEER DAN IK JE VOETEN VOLGDE, IK MIJN HOOFD. WE STRUIKELDEN.


een enkeltje, en niet meer terug


alstubliefd.














BEAVIS AND BEDHEAD.

EN TOEN WAS ER NIETS MEER DAN WITTE SNOETJES EN UITGELOPEN MASCARA.



DONT MIND ME HANING FROM THE RAIN PIPES. BABE. I WONT LET GO. I HEAR THE AIRPLANES CRASHING TO MY WINDOW. INTO DREAMS THEY CANT SPOIL. ANYMORE. THAN YOU DID ALREADY. EVERY TIME I SEE MY MAC COMPUTER IT MAKES ME SMILE. CAUSE. NO. BOY ILL NEVER LOVE YOU MORE. LICKING RAIN FROM GLASS. MY FINGERS COME FROM ALL THE WAY TO STRANGLE YOUR CHEST. NAILS DIG INTO THE BACK OF YOUR NECK. CRACK RIBS. KISS LIPS.

A hurricane
A tornado
A forest fire
A falling piano
from out of a window
where ever she goes
pure disaster surely follows.


Vandaag heeft een jongen zijn elleboog in mijn tiet geplant, alsof die daar hoorde...

I can't relate to your mistakes. Caught up in your life, excuses are so lame, You may be different but I'm still the same. You can't let it go, & It's not in what you do, more in what you say.

A million questions asked, the remnants of the past. You've always been denied, always by your side. I've always tried to, to understand you, but the worlds not learning from you.




Im not whole. You waste it all. Try to look proud, but youre not in the slightest. Its happening now and its always been like this.