for those tango days..

I haven’t seen or heard from Madame blue tango in a while now. Nor have I spoken about her.

She is the dark piece that hides in your body and tangles itself up in your thoughts and guts.
So when you least except it, she shows up like a disease and makes you hit the ground so hard you can taste the cement.

She is as much a part of me as I am of her. We all have it. The blue tango- the dance being done internally.
Some days you win, some days you fail. It’s bloody exhausting, but other days it's just a normal event taking place, while the world silently turns...

The moment you learn how to move with her, she is merciless. She will twist you and turn you into a black carpet mess for her delight. So whatever you do, you got to get up and try...

no one said it was going to be easy, but no one said it was going to be this hard...

'Ever wonder about what he's doing How it all turned to lies Sometimes I think that it's better to never ask why

Where there is desire There is gonna be a flame
Where there is a flame
Someone's bound to get burned
But just because it burns Doesn't mean you're gonna die
You've gotta get up and try try try
Gotta get up and try try try
You gotta get up and try try try
Funny how the heart can be deceiving
More than just a couple times

Where there is desire
There is gonna be a flame
Where there is a flame
Someone's bound to get burned
But just because it burns
Doesn't mean you're gonna die
You've gotta get up and try try try
Gotta get up and try try try
You gotta get up and try try try
Ever worried that it might be ruined
And does it make you wanna cry?
When you're out there doing what you're doing
Are you just getting by?
Tell me are you just getting by by by
Where there is desire
There is gonna be a flame
Where there is a flame Someone's bound to get burned
But just because it burns Doesn't mean you're gonna die
You've gotta get up and try try try
You gotta get up and try try try
Gotta get up and try try try" Pink- TRY

life as I know it..

Working for a radio station you learn to cope with allot of unnecessary kaka things- but somthing I still can’t get use to, is people feeling like they can say just about any darn thing to you. According to views of opinion I am: 1. Common white trash 2. Can’t read 3. Lost my IQ somewhere.... and and and and blah blah blah.. So nice to find out these things about yourself when not even you knew it! My thing is, who gives you the right to trash someone’s self esteem for your gratification? Does it make you feel better to belittle someone and chase the light out of their eyes? The next time you pick up a phone, keyboard, whatever..... THINK. Would it make a difference in this someone’s life, if yes, good or bad? And the most important thing. IF YOU DONT KNOW SOMEONE SHUVE YOUR OPINION UP YOU NOSE. You have pointed out my flaws again, As if I don't already see them. taylor swift- mean You, with your words like knives And swords and weapons that you use against me You have knocked me off my feet again Got me feeling like I'm nothing You, with your voice like nails on a chalkboard Calling me out when I'm wounded You picking on the weaker man You can take me down with just one single blow But you don't know, what you don't know... Someday I'll be living in a big ol' city And all you're ever gonna be is mean Someday I'll be big enough so you can't hit me And all you're ever gonna be is mean Why you gotta be so mean?

your past always bites you in the ass.

dying to be perfect

i havent been here in a while i know, stop your bitching. done? so going through my mind, as one does. i came across a filling cabanet that i store somewhere in my frontal lobe. How deceiving pictures can be. a picture paints a thousand words makes more sense now doesn't it? a photo is perfect, a moment captured in time. in your strife to be perfect have i ever crossed your mind? can you do without? move forward? Is my mere existance just worth a piece of paper with plastic smiles and done up hair?

"met haar liefde koud in haar bed, oorreed sy haarself sy moet mooi lyk, al is dit net vir hom. Die skerwe van haar lewe le perfek in haar spieel. roosblaar lippe.sonstraal hare.duisterblou oe. die verbintenis tussen die volmaaktheid van n foto en die besluit?"- shaun klaasen.

it's like having a fly in your chardonnay, a half smoked cigarette and a good bye via sms. just like that. throw your tantrum. out the door everything goes. everything you have worked on to better yourself. how much is that picture worth to you after you have sat and stared at it for a day? like words spoken , it can never be UNspoken to mend a broken heart, the picture can be edited , yes, but the purity of it remains. the raw rock cut fizzer is stuck to it. how do you make someone see your heart.

so soet soos heuning so bitter soos botter.

sometimes being everything for everybody else leaves you with nothing left for yourself.your sanity becomes another mans insanity.
n nuwe lag se ego skeer die stilte lang verwag.
vir jou sal ek my trane gee en jy kan dit bere in jou bottel.


She grew up on a side of the road ,Where the church bells ring and strong love grows. She grew up good She grew up slow Like American honey

Steady as a preacher.
Free as a weedCouldn't wait to get going' But wasn't quite ready to leave
So innocent, pure and sweet
like American honey
There's a wild, wild whisper Blowing in the wind Calling out my name like a long lost friend
Oh I miss those days as the years go by,Oh nothings sweeter than summer time
And American honey
Get caught in the race Of this crazy life mind
I just wanna go back in time To American honey.

There's a wild, wild whisper Blowing in the wind Calling out my name like a long lost friend
Oh I miss those days as the years go by
Oh nothings sweeter than summer time And American honey
Gone for so long now,I gotta get back to her somehow To American honey
Ooh There's a wild, wild whisper Blowing in the wind
Calling out my name like a long lost friend
Oh I miss those days as the years go by
Oh nothings sweeter than summer time
And American honey.

American honey- lady antebellum