Because let's face it,
let's look this ugly beast in the eye.
Finally.
When I hold out my hand to offer you something
that I know we both want..
you pull away.
you pull away.
You pull away and leave a pool of [everythoughtthatradthroughmyheadlastnight].

I know that you don't know.
So maybe I should tell you.
You kill me.

You do it slowly, and with such ( Read more... )

Liver:       Good when drinking tequila
Throat:    Good when drinking tequila
Tongue: Good when licking salt for tequila
Mouth:     Good when having tequila body shots

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You know who you are. 

Why do I keep hitting myself in the head with this hammer?
Because it feels sooo good when I stop.

I AM NOT HERE TO HURT YOU. TRUST ME

(Sparrow.. come back)

last night I think my heart was trying to explode it's own way out of my chest
when listen, really I would have ejected it myself had I the button for such a deed.

I wrote in my moleskine about you.
Dear Sparrow.

The end.

I could never be the rocks in your pocket
that weigh you down
as you make your slow decline.

I am the hand
that reaches in
to help you out.

[Trigger] - Bang Bang.

She opened her stitches
and poured out her insides
which were shiny
and new
recently grown
and willingly given
they are yours this set is yours
she said with eyes
that did not see 
that insides are meant to be
on the inside
eyes do not care
because insides grow back
a proven theory
here

Today I wrote in my moleskine.
A message that I got last night.
Because things like that are supposed to be remembered.
Forever.

It's not everyday that someone makes me grin from ear to ear.
Especially when I'm bummed out to begin with.

But hooray.
You know who you are.
Thankyou, friend.

This is eating me up.
I never know.
I never ever know. 
And my stabs in the dark
always draw blood.

Different wave lengths
harbour misinterpretations.
When all I should have said was
Ask me to stay
and I will.