You've got ideas so fresh, I strive to recreate myself over and over again and cannot be satisfied. But never will I stray or look away from those eyes that glow like stained glass and must have been painted on with mother nature's softest and gentlest strokes.
It feels like an entire ocean was dumped onto an old tin roof deafening all in one instant I am blood-drained drowned in the realization of a destroyed jewel of hope.
So filled with rage at the moment remembering what it feels like to be alone and realizing that all I have is a father who refuses to accept that I am not his little clone that I don't and WILL NEVER agree with his outlook.
LEAVE ME THE FUCK ALONE AND LET ME GROW UP ACCORDING TO MY OWN TRUTH.
I just now realized that there are no happy endings like the ones in childhood storybooks. I will never find "the one" and live happily ever after. Life is a vicious cycle full of nothing but heartache.
finally gained the lucky view of the world now it's back to the basics folk and flannel shirts corn, water, and wine. bad habits walk past and I never look back. this is who I really am more human than ever before.
There's definitely something sacred about this particular space and time, how natural it feels to fit in your arms and for your body to melt into mine.