Beauty can Disappear

i have a
tutu
that sits in my room
and melts under the sun
when the light shines through
the frozen picture.
it's fluffy whites
beat it's way into the wooden ground
until it is nailed
in 4 corners.

whatever comes to my mind will be written here as a sort of scripture ( Read more... )

You knew this day would come ( Read more... )

his pupils light up ( Read more... )

and we mustn't let ourselves be covered by vulnerability. because ourself is really all we have. so we better keep it, fresh and clean.

but everything looks perfect from far away

and I am beyond your peripheral vision
so you might want to turn your head.Re-evaluating myself is like a wheel, turning, turning, and then approaching a red light, StOp. the stop lets me question what I have just done, where i had just located myself, how i have just carried myself, how fast i had gone, how steady or unsteady I was. and then it ( Read more... )

words hurt.

now I'm officially free.

fuck you.
yeah that's right.