During the weekend, I spent about 3 hours on the train including a round trip and an one-way train back and forth between my old and new apartment. They were the most pleasant train rides I’ve had, partly because I was still in the honeymoon mindset of living 78km away from the office, partly (maybe, just maybe) because I was listening to The National on repeat the whole time.
Mistaken for strangers
Oh, you wouldn't want an angel watching over Surprise, surprise, they wouldn't wanna watch Another un-innocent, elegant fall Into the un-magnificent lives of adults Make up something to believe in your heart of hearts So you have something to wear on your sleeve of sleeves
Grow young, not grow old. Define your own identity in who you are, not in what you do.
Sea of love
If I stay here trouble will find me If I stay here I’ll never leave If I stay here trouble will find me I believe Joe I'll always think of you As a kind of childhood new This was never gonna last Oh Joe you fell so fast Hey Joe sorry I hurt you but They say love is a virtue Don’t they?
No one likes burning bridges, but it’s a worse crime to let the relationship be an excuse for us to forgo our dreams.
If things don’t work out now, they won’t later.
Stay out super late tonight Picking apples, making pies Put a little something in our lemonade And take it with us ... Turn the light out, say goodnight No thinking for a little while Let's not try to figure out everything at once It's hard to keep track of you falling through the sky We're half awake in a fake empire
It’s a numbing experience when all we do are merely reacting to whatever thrown at us - our jobs, our “assumed” responsibilities or even our life goals. Being stuck in that vicious cycle for so long that we forgot to stop and ask: “What are all these for?”, or worse: afraid of asking that question.
Are they (our jobs, our assumed responsibilities, our goals) all for real? What are their purposes? There’s a blur line between acting on a real cause vs. acting so it seems like we are being alive.
Oh, we're so disarming, darling, everything we did believe Is diving, diving, diving, diving off the balcony Tired and wired, we ruin too easy Sleep in our clothes and wait for winter to leave ... We'll stay inside till somebody finds us Do whatever the TV tells us Stay inside our rosy-minded fuzz So worry not, all things are well We'll be alright, we have our looks and perfume
It’s alright to not give a fuck and give in, take it easy on ourselves and be optimistically spoiled. We’ll be fine at the end, as long as we are aware of what are spoiling us.
Vanderlyle crybaby geeks
Leave your home Change your name Live alone Eat your cake
I did all of those.
Although I did not change my name officially, I hardly hear my birth name nowadays, or maybe at all. To be fair, we did not choose our own names, so why not live by the one we chose for ourselves?