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black_and_white
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moonshine
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Theres no maybe, there a yes & a no. Your either there or your not. Its devasting or completely euphoric. Left or right. Salt or pepper. Theres no and or but. This isn't a black and white world, but I am & I wish it wasn't so.
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010120
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sabbie
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sitting the darkened room blather on the screen before me across the room the dvd player spews forth yet another trashy movie screams and gunshots and meaningless dialouge are my soundtrack and the only colours i can see are black and white and blue
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010210
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kx21
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Between black_and_white, there is a Grey. Between Woman and Man, there is a Gay...
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010210
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devalis
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There is nothing more beautiful than white cloth on a black man.
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020819
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girl_jane
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He said there's more emotion in black_and_white_photos.
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020819
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jane
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i'm sorry to say that most of the time i see things this way
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020820
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lyrical reference system
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black_and_white sarah mclochlan surfacing unravel me a distant cord on the outside is forgotten a constant need to get along and the animal awakens and all I feel is black and white the road is long the memory slides to the whole of my undoing put aside I put away I push it back to get through each day and all I feel is black and white and I'm wound up small and tight and I don't know who I am everybody loves you when you're easy everybody hates when you're a bore everyone is waiting for your entrance so don't disappoint them unravel me untie this chord the very centre of our union is caving in I can't endure I am the archive of our failure and all I feel is black and white and I'm wound up small and tight and I don't know who I am everybody loves you when you're easy everybody hates when you're a bore everyone is waiting for your entrance so don't disappoint them everybody loves you when you're easy so don't disappoint them don't disappoint them ...
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021015
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Bizzar
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How can one person contain so much within. He pulls me every way all at once, he blinds me with the vision that he offers. In just a gaze through his eyes, my mind dribbles out my ear... It amazes me -the pace in which he thinks, the speed that his mind works at. He spits out references like a damned encyclopedia, but yet lacks the strength to see given signs I place in front of him. So is it my fault for placing signs instead of obvious dialogue? Maybe I'm the naive one for thinking hes even capable. So why do I expect change without communication? Why do I somehow still want him to be more than he is, when at the same time I love him for who he is? *sigh*
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040105
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slothisily
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black and white flurries an angelmonster presented in strange wavelengths black on bottom white on top frosting on cake stuff every thing all things down your throat winter dies freezing life into eternity and everything viewed is either black or white.
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040204
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what's it to you?
who
go
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blather
from
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