I stood, releasing smoke in small waves

Against the wall I stood

My feet dug into the gravel

Shuffling themselves through the dirt underneath

Without pain, I stood

Eyes focused to the blue of the sky, and the light peaking under clouds of white fluff

Hand to mouth and down, they lie

To my side

I could feel the angles of my arms dive near my hips

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It's always best with the lights out.
So they would make forts with his sheets
and their joined nakedness.
Inside their fabriquated world,
their bodies were planets awaiting their collision. collision that came with time.
Joining atmospheres, they felt eachother's
presence
and came together moments later
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Better through the ink of nostalgic words

Will I know myself

Better in the suns’ heat

And the smell of the desert’s rain

I am fourteen years strong

And three years weaker than yesterday.

Better through the burden of memory

Than false skill

I know myself

Better this way

As you knew me too.

France:

C'est une reve..

Mon coeur bat de joie
J'espere que vous etes content

A tout à l'heure...

paulina

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we've washed up on their shores..
brushing the skin of these men with our dark eye-lashes and words
we dive into their memory with beautifully porous minds..
and lay clogged on their banks.

i've never known your arms in honesty
it was true..i had wished to be lovers

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i am a fatalist, a nostalgic, a thinker...
I am a fatalist until the world disregards my wishes; fuck fate.
a nostalgic until i juice all the feeling out of the memory; then i am a lonesome one lacking music.
and a thinker...i am always a thinker

(i wish we were lovers)

this is too much..

i haven't washed my hair in almost four days. My father forgot to place 'i love you' inside my birthday card. Our relationship has become somewhat of an awkward burden on eachother. He's lost it. I've lost it ( Read more... )