“This is love, she thought, isn’t it?
When you notice someone’s absence and hate that absence more than anything? More, even, than you love his presence?"

I wrote this for a baby ( Read more... )

I dreampt I stood by you and we lived our lives backwards, seperated purple into blue and red, turned on alarm clocks to fall asleep And when you cried I tried to push your tears back into your eyes. Joseph jumped off the counter, he sailed through the air for a day, a year a few hours. He didn't even need a suitcase. A boy loves me that I can ( Read more... )

I decided I'm going to grow my hair really long and let it go wild so its wavy and untamed everyday and then I'll leave the country and play violen on a street corner in Prague and dance really hard when the moon is full. God I am so full too ( Read more... )

where do I start, and who do i choose to stand next to me ( Read more... )

My moon, my man's a changeable land ( Read more... )

the snow is perfect. Nothing can touch me this time of year, I feel indespensible complete joy within and throughout all I touch and reach towards. I am filled to the brim of my hat with serenity and hope. Light and laughter opened its stomache to eat me for dinner and I can walk a milliom miles without complaint. I am a leathel weapon against ( Read more... )

Snow melts childishly
sticks like sugar
numbs my
naked bloodless fingers
Winter
was a part of me before
I saw it
throw down my
short days
here
frightened of this
place which is not mine
Arms are never
long enough to
reach as far back
as we want
But turn your back
and cracked earth grips
with no intention of
release

love triangles are fun... expecially when it involves one of your best friends. damn it

I love knowing who I can rely on. Its suprising, the people that I don't expect to come through usually do, and sometimes the ones Im most dependant on, I find out I shouldn't be. Either way, we've all got our problems ( Read more... )