Drifting onwards with your slow singing ( Read more... )

Lover’s spit ( Read more... )

She woke up beside him that morning, feeling cold; the plaid sheets were all pulled across the bed and wrapped around his warm, gently rising body. The sun shone in cold and bright through the Canadian flag curtain, exposing the bumpy razor burn gooseflesh on her legs. Downstairs the clink of roommate dishes promised kraft dinner for breakfast ( Read more... )

haahha mike, i have to admit, a lot (dare i say most) definately applied to me... apparently i'm a stereotye ( Read more... )

I push and push and push.
In an attempt to keep them uncommitted.

1. Biting into a piece of dark chocolate.
2. languidly languishing in a bubbling hot tub drinking white wine.
3. massages.
4. Closing up the vent in the bathroom so it gets all hot and steamy when you turn off the shower.
5. kids and animals

Walking home the other day: it was dark, cold, the sidewalks weren't plowed. icey crunching slush spilled over driveways into the road, i was wearing tiny, flimsy shoes with bare feet slowly turning deep red inside. The wind was blowing angry, explosions of furious white snow flowing through the winter air, catching street lights and glittering in ( Read more... )

Your Heart Is Pink
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I'm homesick for the city ( Read more... )

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