i wish people could be like descriptions on labels, soothing, comforting, long lasting. image a person for every description there is. i bet there is a person for every word

you used to tell me that if there was ever a really crazy earthquake that orange county would break off into its own. i love the image of that us being on our own island listening to the beatles and swimming into the many oceans we came across. and tonight i dreamed that the end of the rainbow was in our backyard what a magykal thing it was i could ( Read more... )

i got this paper cut in the creese of my hand and my hand keep getting sweaty because im so damn nervous and it stings really bad i keep thinking a spark came off and is sinking into me.

itsnt it strange that when you look up the word 'beautiful' porn comes up? how much has that definition changed?

i haven't been to school yet this week and i haven't slept yet this week, i used to know something real and the two that were once one broke apart just like everything else. i thought maybe the things i was told were true for once but i guess not. im crying on the inside because my i cant materialize and i threw up this morning i thought i should ( Read more... )

after the world ran out of oil and all the kids cds were too scratched they came together and made music themselves underground with the moles. they could make as much noise as they wanted to because they were so far down lit by candles and shadows they were the darkest of dark... we save all the set lists to the never ending shows and everyone ( Read more... )

when you talk to him there is a smile in your voice.

is it a good thing for him to pack you cigarettes for you with his dark hands and his callused fingers. is it a good thing when he lights them for you its killing me and im killing him when our silhouettes come together in the glare of sun that erases faces. and we both couldnt have bigger smiles on our faces. only i forgot to tell you that you are ( Read more... )

my pap told me in is low voice that i could hear from the other room. that valentines day used to just be a bunch of people making love in a feild what he said next i couldnt quite catch because my mind went off on that image i saw people with their long golden hair and a ring of flowers in their hair and i saw people with their dark hair and their ( Read more... )

luna and sol were perfect for eachother and were thrown apart every week by every other lie the only thing they knew was true was one another. life is crazy its misty blue its perfect the vibrations are all swaying into line like the trees in the oceans rain. there is beauty and sadness in everything, but when luna was away from sol she only saw ( Read more... )