there will always be two groups in this world.

one; full of conceit.
one; apathetic.

conceit is confused for insulting.
apathy is confused for wickedness.

we're all a little confused...always.

My grandfather called me today. I asked him how the weather is in St. Louis, he replied "Oh you you know, fall is approaching and there are leaves all over my yard." I said, "Oh I am so jealous. Fall in arizona just isn't the same. Are you going to rake up the leaves?" He responded, "I was going to, and then I realized that God put those leaves ( Read more... )

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loosen that grip sweetheart
you're turning the ugliest shade of red
if they're yours
go back to bed
despeckling your thoughts
will only count in fours.

rinse: lather: repeat:
letting the water run to my feet
forfeited traction
the suds wilt down my drain
lucious reaction

this hell is hot

+we don't exist to tremor+
-i wish you'd stop moving-
-stop changing with the clouds-
+suck in some heat+
-moisture cloaks-
+i'm floating off my feet+

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