mmmm major hangover this morning ( Read more... )

that was last night
thriller, of course. hah
fun fun
lindsey <3 angel <3
i think im too tired to go to tigerheat, but we shall see i guess.

words are launching pads, mistakes, pieces of god. i catch a moth between my thumb and my index finger, rub and turn life into dust. everything that matters is forgotten. fuck your drama, but read mine, precious movie star. im going to bathe in this black tar and sunlight until i dry, my corspe will harden, my vulnerablity will be lost inside ( Read more... )