quarta-feira, 22 de fevereiro de 2017

Toppings, Icing and Frosting

I can't bake the cake.

And you're probably thinking this is ridiculous because you've seen me bake lots of cakes and you know I actually am a good cook.

But I can't bake the cake.

And I can't also get a job, choose my career, talk to my friends, eat right, go for a run, keep a healthy relationship or even cross the fucking street. You know what else I can't do?

I can't bake the cake.

I can't choose the flavor of the cake I should bake, I can't buy the eggs and butter, I can't set up the stove, I can't count the minutes.

I can't bake the cake.

How do I tell people I can't bake the cake? It's just a cake to bake. They'll probably just say "go on and bake the cake" like it is just tha easy because they don't know how hard it is.

Just bake the cake.

Maybe I'm not supposed to eat cakes anymore, maybe nobody should eat cakes ever again, maybe I should try and make a pie, but how could I make a pie if I can't even bake the cake?


I can't bake this cake

terça-feira, 21 de fevereiro de 2017


I wanted to hem my jeans with the kitchen scissors cause it seemed like a good idea. I clearly do not have the best ideas. I could start off with my pack of sleeping pills, or else, I could name you as another one of my bad ideas.That might be the problem with drugs, including love.
At the beginning they all give you exactly what you need. These sleeping pills gave me amazing hours of slpeed. You made life seem easire, brighter, happier. But tonight I can't sleep without my sleeping pills. And I can't see the colours of the day without you.

I went to the movie today. Reminded me of you/ I went to my favorite place downtonw to breath in and out, but all I could see was you. everywhere.
You've been gone and all I have done is missed you

Well, I still have som pills to put me to sleep. They'll mak me dream of you tonight,