Your bones are aching ( Read more... )

spreading myself too thin and stretching possiblilities towards impossible, the hour hands revert to their fast-paced lifestyles to leave me behind winding the seconds back to make up for lost time. the complexities of obligations catch up by the minute with me following closely to the structure i only thought existed. i've been pretending to own ( Read more... )

it's that pause in your thought that's resulting from the notion you'd only be able to say "i love you" one last time that sparks a threatening movement-- what if you only had one chance to say goodbye to one person? i've been taken for granted and lost track of some of my most valuable ties that bonded me to my most valuable possessions. you've ( Read more... )

HAPPY BiRTHDAY, NATASHA!!!

yeah, we'll be shocked for sure once we make contact with the earth... but until then i'll be enjoying the flight. aiming for turbulance and darker skies, we're bound for collision. why not respect the flight atendants and what our pilot stands for? i'm standing for fate over moving our destinations ourselves. you're moving with jet engines ( Read more... )

the sun's making every imperfection overlooked and creating glares on impressive outlines. and without the light, i myself won't be able to find a flaw. it will rise and set again, but i know there's no limitation of any circumstance involved with this. stars live, but not necessarily in the same place as they were the day before. just as i can ( Read more... )

crossed between action and involuntary movements, the border between conscious halts and mistaken held breaths will fade. those tied knots that seemed secure seem to be loosening and the boards holding this place together are weakening. i'm far too confident in every aspect, and shouldn't take one card for granted. what's to determine the ( Read more... )

i'm gripping horizons trying to leave my mark, but i can't leave more of an indent than what you allow. along the sunset, i clearly visualize a path where monuments may become unfamiliar in the shadows. as i'm following the cobblestone, i have new blood in my veins and an extra heartbeat to pulse through me if my breath should falter. it may come ( Read more... )

bows tied on gifts and suspense packaged and pushed away until the right moment creates breaths of anticipation and reliefs like in paintings. the scene isn't only filling my direct line of vision or my peripheral. it's not just the spotlight on the art, but when it's lit by the light of a candle and the flickering gives away more than the entire ( Read more... )

so i've gotten a car. i am a very happy little girl. call the cellular if you'd like to hang out =). except i'm so busy ( Read more... )