...mixed tapes ( Read more... )

I am dying in your lies tonight,
Sighing, crying in your eyes tonight,
Looking for our light, tonight,
But all you do is fight, tonight.

Do you care how I feel?
Don't you dare, the pain is real.
Do you care how I feel?

Well I don't give a fuck about you...

I had the weirdest dream about you last night. It was like we were all still at Corolla only it was a hobbitty Corolla, and we drove to the store and when we got there you put a rock of coke in my nose ( Read more... )

I'm in a ta lu la, taffeta disaster of maroon and black as moments before I try to flatten the last of my ringlets into silk. There is no time, the time is here. My hair looks like shit when the end comes. I walk around and down an aisle of booths at a cheap restaurant and I am not happy. I sulk my way where I meet him with a disgruntled *ping ( Read more... )

It smells like rain and magnolia as the grass flaps in the wind, restricted by the bucketed earth in the view. My thoughts go down the poured black river to your mind, spinning toward home, toward me ( Read more... )

Broken into two groups of alumni in front of a Little Sue and surroundings. There's a list that we have to fulfill. Certain things we need to purchase within an allotted amount of time. But the clerk is onto us ( Read more... )

I made a bed of layers on our wood floors, opening our doors to simulate a real brezze running through the outside of our apartment.  There were no stars overhead, just the pock-marked celling of neglected to-do's.  I was focused on the death of your shoulder into your neck, the place I come together, we come together.

Our orange comforter ( Read more... )

A weekend trip.

I've never been on a weekend trip.

smile.

The snow just spells c-h-i-c-a-g-o.

sister.