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i am going to post come photographs soon. i hope that you are excited, because i really think that you should be. i also hope that every single one of you is doing well. love.

i like that my glass is always half full.
now if the goddamned drinks kept themselves cold.
i would be the richest of all.
oh and if you want to stay by my side,
you'd best fill your pockets with ice.

young white owl keep your mouth shut when the others come around.

sometimes i am a little boy who wraps himself so tight in blankets because he's afraid of the windows and what lies behind them. sometimes i am a little boy who is always leaving lights on, always leaving lights on. sometimes i am a little boy who hides from his shadow. sometimes i am.

and maybe i will suddenly appear in your doorway dressed as a machine to make you happy. and maybe make belief is the finest engine. and maybe this machine won't fuck up half as much as i do most times. and maybe is a word that i will get tired of using. and maybe i don't need anything. i don't need anything. you're a fine machine. i don't ( Read more... )

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i am a scar near the tail of a lion.
the tall glass that you drink from.
you are the misery that's part of me.
an ocean that sailors find frightening.

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