grow up + blow away.

please, stop assuming you're on top of it. because hunny, you're not. xo.

i've never seen someone so shocked.

i tease him for sorries. because sorry sorry sorry doesn't cut it. especially day after day.

he tells me what he wants, what he wants is the beach. so we plan. i get an early call, but my phone had died. after a night of intoxication, i'm surprized to find myself awake at 7:30 without an alarm. so i shower, and start to get ready. around 8 i plug in ( Read more... )

if two siblings were one person. there would be a perfect person.
is that what siblings are, anyway? pieces of perfection?
without a piece, there will forever be a hole left unfilled.
i couldn't bare to know what life would be like without my brother.
i admire him for his high head,
and he admires me, for me. i think.
if we were to be a single person, 
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friday nights have become celebrations soaked in sex.

we're not used to this sort of comfort, you and i.
we're used to control. 

"i don't trust him."

but for some reason, i trust he'll come around. 
brothers, lovers, friends: anyone.
they tell us to deny it, to fight fire with fire.
but they don't understand,
the only fire present, doesn't burn. 
and that sort of thing, 
is something you want to hold on to,
something strong enough to change my pace.
maybe i've had my fun.

maybe i'm ( Read more... )

once upon a time there was a boy.
he was perfect, they were perfect. 
it was perfect.

despite the fact that everything else was wrong.

you were wrong; they were right.
shared happiness was sacrificed
to make one unhappy person, less miserable.

you're welcome.

i was there for you, always.

i lost 2 loves, 
and last wendesday makes 3.
you couldn't be more inconsiderate.

my birthday is saturday, i'm sure all i'll get is a text message.
(+ that's if i'm lucky)
even though on your special day, 
i did everything in my power to keep that ear-to-ear smile 
plastered on your face.

and guess what, i did it.

you? you ( Read more... )

they say people pass in three's:

one is just too hard, never mind three.
my three found me [again], and it's the saddest three.

summers full of fresh air, beaches, ice cream and laughter. 
last summer we forgot about all those factors that we yearn for in the cold months. we lost someone so beautiful, so dear and so innocent to the world around him ( Read more... )