i've curled up next to the first and last letters of your name- to tell you when it's morning and to kiss you goodnight. you and I, we're fire. i'll call everyday.

a mouth like yours deserves three kisses; three kisses always. our minds are melding & it feels like it should.

i'm Great..finally

I'm in this state of mind. This sudden neutrality of the war within myself. And it comes every so often, always unexpectedly, always with reason.
that's all i have to say
I've fallen in a soft hole on the road to self-discovery.
and i've found a boy in this one.

"It is hard to laugh at the need for beauty and romance, no matter how tasteless, even horrible, the results of that are. But it is easy to sigh. Few things are sadder than the truly monstrous."
The Day of the Locust: Nathanael West

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to begin, i've been feeling lately, a surge of warmth that strikes me as foreign by at least a year. Perhaps screws were missing, progressing years contradicted by confusion and fallen maturity. Feeling less like myself, rotting in memories ( Read more... )

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i witnessed a wonderful paradox today where a woman was smoking a cigarette while planting her flowers. and for some strange reason it made me laugh and love life.

i've never been the one to fit politely into candid photos. i am a battle ground each passing day. i can no longer control my passion, lost trust. my legs are twisted reason. eyes just bat and observe. and He looks through squints of lash with his perpetual lightness that is clear and full and wonderful. I ask, and hault my curiousity at the ( Read more... )