we are a two ( Read more... )

i write like jughead ( Read more... )

I would like to type and
what I would like to type is
let me go
you're impressing no one
and no one feels sorry for you anymore

and
your sadness is like a piece of a jigsaw puzzle
that you're trying to shove in the wrong way

my keys are so sticky though
i always end up gumming it up

I have spent my 20s travelling in the perimeter ( Read more... )

Life leaned over me gruff as a bulldog
and asked
me for my favourite position
I rolled over todays revelations
and said
back in the saddle
i like it back in the saddle

I guess that i have something to write ( Read more... )

He found in me the moment that fits ( Read more... )

If this shit is all planned. And this path is set out. Or my bad things are somehow being repaid in this manner. Then whoever it is up there can go fuck themselves severly. Because Fuck this. Fuck this plan. This plan is fucking ridiculous and I don't deserve it and neither did he.

I lost Charlie yesterday to a speeding Van ( Read more... )

the corners of your crumbs are ruining my sleep ( Read more... )