Lost in myself; and now that you’ve let me in there’s no saving either of us.
How do you expect to ever be the same.
Robin.
everything just makes sense right now. too much sense. i’m losing my mind over this shit right now. i cant even say what it is i’m talking about. nobody knows. i need some chaos to make up for all this clarity in my head.
remember i said that.
i think you’ve gotta get stung to really exist. yea the happiness is great but nothing reminds you of how alive you are like the gut-wrenching burn of betrayal.
but how could i ever be sad -i’d felt enough feelings to get me through a lifetime of nothingness.
Robin.
it’s crazy how tired or even exhausted i can think i am until all of a sudden i get a new idea or inspired thought.
they wake me up, i could stay awake for days just writing shit down when i get into this zone.
i haven’t felt this in a while. these are my natural highs.
Robin
If I click the camera at midnight does that mean I’ll see the new year through the glass of a lens? Or will I see like I’m looking through the glass of a lens while I look into this glass of champagne…
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i’d say there has been about 50% ambition behind the work that’s been created until now
don’t get me wrong, i had it at the beginning but my head hasn’t been in the right place since.
i know the difference. i lost it somewhere.
it makes it hard for me to take a compliment because i feel like their lying; maybe because i know what i’m capable of and this ain’t shit.
i flopped on myself, but i’m gonna show up this time.
i need to get out of here.
i need a new place. i’ve used this one all up.
or maybe it used me.
here’s a song:
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May I Walk With You?
Robin.
Every moment is becoming more and more like a movie scene. But there is no sound. Just slowed down footage.
Everyday I’m seeing things differently then the one before.
I can’t really explain it.
I’ll have to show you.
one 5 am swig for every last attempt at making it into a good night.
imagine these bottles could talk.
Robin
i was lost for a bit, shit i didn’t even realize it. i had forgotten what it felt to be hungry.
i lost that feeling. maybe it never left me but it took a break from me rather.
it was like i lost it then everything moved into place and just fit together, it just made sense.
everything that had happened till now just made sense. there was a method to it.
Robin
I come and go from peoples lives like the seasons. there one moment, and then gone forever.
what affect i have on them i will never know.
my memory is faint, i’m always too distracted by what’s ahead.
is this a flaw or a blessing…. depends.
Robin
Robin
i can’t remember who i told i loved yesterday.
i still feel but it’s already started to smear together.
Robin.
James Blunt - In A Little While
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i’m a lover. i love easily.
but there’s a twist.
with that comes the ability to love too many people at the once. not too many people for me, but probably for them.
I don’t mean to be “in love” but a chill love. similar to the love you’d have for a close friend.
you ever just felt like you’re meant to be on your own. maybe not felt like but just knew.
where is my mind …
Robin
finally slept off yesterdays hangover and now feeling appreciative of sobriety.
i feel amazing. i feel like the future is already here. that i’m exactly where i want to be.
i’m not but it’s so easy to picture, i might as well already be there.
Robin
i want to shoot the people that make me feel.
feel passion, in one way or another.
just help me feel something.
Robin
it’s so easy for us to love more than one person yet it kills us to accept them loving anyone but us.
robin
a few of the creative genius’s behind shessolovely.com, swaggink.com, swagg.tv, etc. etc. at their loft at queen and bathurst. a brotherhood of musicians, writers, photographers, these kids are full-blown artists and they continually fuck my mind.
here’s a track by she’s so lovely artist “The Weekend”:
sometimes the only thing you can do is sleep . it’s the only thing that makes you feel like you’re okay.
i wake up still drunk to an empty house and the fog outside is far too appropriately synchronized with the feeling in my head right now. i feel broken down. it’s too easy to just go back to sleep.
dreaming has to be the quickest fix.
robin
