“Sometimes suffering is just suffering. It doesn’t make you stronger. It doesn’t build character. It only hurts.”
— Kate Jacobs; ‘Comfort Food’
“Sometimes suffering is just suffering. It doesn’t make you stronger. It doesn’t build character. It only hurts.”
— Kate Jacobs; ‘Comfort Food’
Posted from: Vale of Glamorgan CF64 3AW, UKWritten on a handrail, this angst-ridden teen love graffiti was found today in Penarth, on the steep steps above the esplanade (near the Bay Leaf Restaurant) leading to Alexandra Park. Transcription below…
“Mickey, I’ll be easy going, you can do what you want, see the boys as much as you want, I’ll never hit you except in play-fights where I batter you! When I look into your eyes I know what I want, I want to spend the rest of my life with you. I know I’ve messed up but please I’ll do whatever you want. You will always be my best friend and I won’t control you, I’ll never give up on you, and if turtlepillar does die completely then I’ll still come down here and think of you. I can’t live without you, it’s so hard to know that you’re not mine. Please don’t give up on me baby. I want you so badly, I love you xxxx”
Who’s Mickey? Who wrote this? More curiously, who (or what) is ‘turtlepillar?’ contra omnia discrimina
Posted from: Blaenau Gwent NP23 5NP, UK
contra omnia discrimina
Maybe this time, I’ll be lucky, Maybe this time, he’ll stay,
Maybe this time,
For the first time,
Love won’t hurry away. He will hold me fast,
I’ll be home at last,
Not a loser anymore,
Like the last time, And the time before. Everybody loves a winner,
So nobody loved me; ‘Lady Peaceful,’ ‘Lady Happy,’ That’s what I long to be, All the odds are in my favour, Something’s bound to begin! It’s got to happen, happen sometime Maybe this time, maybe this time, I’ll win…..
contra omnia discrimina
A chair is still a chair
Even though there’s no-one sitting there
But a chair is not a house
And a house is not a home
When there’s no-one there to hold you tight
And no-one there you can kiss goodnightA room is still a room
Even though there’s nothing there but gloom
But a room is not a house
And a house is not a home
When the two of us are far apart
And one of us has a broken heart
Now and then I call your name
And suddenly your voice appears
But it’s just a crazy game
When it ends, it ends in tearsDarling, have a heart
Don’t let one mistake keep us apart
I’m not meant to live alone
Turn this house into a home
When I climb the stairs
And turn the key
Oh, please be there
Still in love with me
When I think of home
I think of a place where there’s love overflowing
I wish I was home
I wish I was back there with the things I been knowingWind that makes the tall grass bend into leaning
Suddenly the raindrops that fall have a meaning
Sprinklin’ the scene, makes it all clean
Maybe there’s a chance for me to go back there
Now that I have some direction
It would sure be nice to be back home
Where there’s love and affection
And just maybe I can convince time to slow up
Giving me enough time in my life to grow up
Time be my friend, let me start againSuddenly my world has gone and changed it’s face
But I still know where I’m going
I have had my mind spun around in space
And yet I’ve watched it growing
If you’re list’ning God
Please don’t make it hard to know
If we should believe in the things that we see
Tell us, should we try and stay
Or should we run away
Or would it be better just to let things be?Living here, in this brand new world
Might be a fantasy
But it taught me to love
So it’s real, real, real to me
And I’ve learned
That we must look, look inside our hearts
To find a world full of love
Like yours
Like mine
Like home..