it is 1.5 hours since i last saw you ( Read more... )

"baby, can i just love you ( Read more... )

i love bastards i guess. i fall in love with the worst kind. the lost lonely fucked up kind who just dump all their negavities on me and lace them with poison/fake love and i get all besotted and my heart goes dopdopdop and loving such a fallen angel, just to see his smile at trying to make me smile. its all play-pretend for you. it was so real for ( Read more... )

with a camera i will be forced to have more magic in my life ( Read more... )

im an angel bored like hell, you're a devil meaning well

5am, feeling cold, missing my friends and wishing i could hug em all. hardly do i ever get these moments, yess. it hasnt gotten into my head yet that im all grownup now, out of school and wandering alone. i love the people around me, it just really seems like they really give a shit about me and yes ladies and gents that feeling is spectacular. ( Read more... )

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with a little bit of storm and stress ( Read more... )

Debussy and rain filtered through earphones. The sound of me typing. The rough surface of my throat. How I am Loved. It all makes sense. Somehow I want so much to spend a day in a room with a companion making love and doing things without emotional attachment.

the first boy i kissed warned me never to fall in love. i should have sealed that promise with that kiss.

don't tell me, cos it hurts.