Throwing myself.

"Don't hold yourself like that
cause You'll hurt your knees
well I kissed your mouth, and back
But that's all I need
Don't build your world around
Volcanoes melt you down

And What I am to you is not real
What I am to you, you do not need
What I am to you is not what you mean to me
You give me miles and miles of mountains
And I'll ask for the sea

Don't throw yourself like that
In front of me
I kissed your mouth, your back
Is that all you need?
Don't drag my love around
Volcanoes melt me down

What I am to you is not real
What I am to you, you do not need
What I am to you is not what you mean to me
You give me miles and miles of mountains
And I'll ask
What I give to you is just what I'm going through
This is nothing new, no, no just another phase of finding
what I really need is what makes me bleed
But like a new disease, Lord, she's still too young to treat
Volcanoes melt you down
She's still too young and what I am to you and you do not need and is not real
I kissed your mouth
You do not need me"
-Volcano by: Damien rice

I am a bit obsessed with Damien Rice today. Actually, I have been for months now.
But.
It's o.k.
Just like my life. It's been hard lately. And gorgeous.
Now I have to go paint. And collect change from my pockets so I can mail my letters. (I always run out of post office change. I need a jar.)
Love, Bella. And the blower's daughter in her ear.