Don't be fooled by the blonde hair. Natasha Beddingfield has words ( Read more... )

i needed time to collapse,
to update my skin
and realize the tune of my voice.

in between i've been here and there
on roads
on lunch breaks
on you,
where i've revealed
relived, and healed my sores
and applied red lip stick
as a method to color my heart
a
a shade,

i'm still not sure of the color.

but it certainly is swelling.

who's gonna give a shit ( Read more... )

http://www.gurl.com/play/quizzes/results/0,,605701_625741-2,00.html

read this. you will fill your heart with red.

http://www.poetryflash.org/archive.289.Lowitz.html

I'm the king's thirty second son ( Read more... )

Dear Kurt Cobain,

I hear you. I hear you in my ears, in my heart. The words stick to my lobes like a bee to attracted to its honey. you make me realize intensity is the whole that must be filled in people. it is the abundance, the heart shaped box, is truly red. your rasp has a way about it. it takes me to a flag, where the stripes eat the

ba baaaaaaaaaaaaaa ba baaaaaaaaaaaaaaa

this is the sound of settling.

(don't do it kiddos)

ps/ I miss dooday and jeze. can't wait to see them.

I had a wonderful day.
I am very happy.

=)