For Love, Lost: A Mixtape

I made this mix for someone special, someone hurting far more than any one person should have to hurt.

But just in case there's someone else adrift out there . . .

http://www.bfninyourears.net/JVH/For_Love_Lost.zip

Own Side Now

I’m goin’ out on the town
Said I’m tired of chasin’ you down
And it’s not my right to always push you around
I’m on my own side now

Who’s gonna take me home?
'Cause I don’t wanna go it alone
Who’s gonna want me when I’m just somewhere you’ve been?
Who’s gonna want me now?
And who’s gonna take me home?

I'm gonna find me a true love
Said I'm through asking you if you knew, love
How much it meant to me
How it was meant to be
And how it all feels empty

Who’s gonna take me home?
'Cause I don’t wanna go it alone
Who’s gonna want me when I’m just somewhere you’ve been?
Who’s gonna want me now?
And who’s gonna take me home?

And who’s gonna take me home?
'Cause I don’t wanna go it alone
Who’s gonna want me when I’m just somewhere you’ve been?
Who’s gonna want me now?

Oh, who’s gonna take me home?
'Cause I don’t wanna go it alone
Who’s gonna want me when I’m just somewhere you’ve been?
Who’s gonna want me now?
And who’s gonna take me home?

I’m goin’ out on the town
Said I’m tired of chasin’ you down
And it’s not my right to always push you around
I’m on my own side now

Own
side
now

-- Caitlin Rose, "Own Side"
http://www.bfninyourears.net/music/Caitlin_Rose-Own_Side.mp3

Something Terrible

Isyemille: And for the record, I don't think there is such a thing as a terrible sex drive. Unless terrible is inferring to lack there of.

Velander: My sex drive eats worlds.

Isyemille: Maybe there are too many worlds anyway.

Think It Over

"Just remember what I said: you owe it to yourself to respect yourself enough to stay away from something that you know is harmful; work harder on maintaining the relationships that honor you and are worthy of that loyalty. All that shit needs to be earned, not given away."
-- David Cameo

I'm trying.  I'm really, really trying.

Inalienable

Here's the simplest truth:

I didn't start out angry.

And after what you did,
After the lies you told,
After the promises you broke,
After the shit you pulled,

I have every right to be angry.

Veracruz

We can split the rent on an apartment overlooking the water.  Someplace we can hang a hammock for two on the balcony.

We'll make our money diving for change on the malecón and washing dishes at Gran Café del Porta.  You'll learn the marimba. I'll learn how to pour a perfect lechero.

You'll wear summer dresses in February.  I'll dress like Ritchie Valens and serenade you whenever you get homesick.  We'll stroll through the Zocalo in the evening and admire the dapper old men playing dominoes.  Every once in a while we'll break into the Carranza Lighthouse and camp inside the lantern room.

We'll scour the city for months in search of the best arroz a la tumbada in the world.  Only then can we rest.

Years later, my Spanish will still be rusty.  You're already fluent, though, so I'm sure we'll get by.

With all that sunshine, of course we'll get by.

you. again.

You can.

You could.

You won't.

I guess that's it.  Good night.