duvet Saorise Even when not bored, I've the urge to crawl under my duvet with him. It's not any ordinary urge and not peculiar either. 000822 ... sleepless My childhood was blankets But then I became a teenager, And I got a duvet. They are remarkable things. They are security. They are a hiding place. They keep you warm. They wrap you up. (Sometimes they wrap other people). I have been teapted, At times, To spend the rest of my life Under my duvet. (Pulled completely over my head To be precise). Please tell me that I'm not alone in this . . . 000822 ... boa And you don't seem to understand A shame you seemed an honest man And all the fears you hold so dear Will turn to whisper in your ear And you know what they say might hurt you And you know that it means so much And you don't even feel a thing I am falling, I am fading I have lost it all And you don't seem the lying kind A shame then I can read your mind And all the things that I read there Candle lit smile that we both share and you know I don't mean to hurt you But you know that it means so much And you don't even feel a thing I am falling, I am fading, I am drowning Help me to breathe I am hurting, I have lost it all I am losing Help me to breathe 030623 ... tyler durton "Do you know what a duvet it?" "A Comforter." "It's a blanket, just a blanket. Now why guys like you and I know what a duvet is? Is this essential to our survival? In the hunter-gathered sense of the word? No. What are we then? " "You know, consumers. " "Right. We're consumers. We're by-products of a lifestyle obsession. Murder, crime, poverty -- these things don't concern me. What concerns me is celebrity magazines, television with five hundred channels, some guy's name on my underwear. Rogaine, Viagra, Olestra. " "Martha Stewart. " "Fuck Martha Stewart. Martha's polishes on the brass of the Titanic. It's all going down, man! So fuck off, with your sofa units and your green stripe patterns. I say never be complete. I say stop being perfect. I say let's evolve and let the chips fall where they may..." 030623 what's it to you? who go blather from