Three weeks in and I don't live where the paper work says I live. I don't have proof of existence here or there or.... But that's not the point. The point is two lines, two sides that come together to make a pierce, a needle, a chapel, a steeple. Filling up with people my belly smells of blood. Like the bathroom trash of year's last residency. We ( Read more... )

I was writing with my head down, flirting with the restrictions I drew for myself this summer. Wyatt Rose was leaning up to me. In places brown and in places gold. Humming what I had written so far, my ink was cut by my own fingers. I looked up and involuntarily huffed. Smiled. Huffed. The words already written caught some inclination that I'll ( Read more... )

I rather enjoy the turn he has taken toward her. This time was bound to come upon itself with so much velocity that it may burn through his long fingers. Just be careful sir, she is still a good person, just not as mature as you wanted her to be. I appreciate your understanding of her lack of responsibility. Just give her the same amount of time ( Read more... )

I'll climb the tree to get atop your roof. You heard me, I'm sure of it. I'm back on my couch, in front of my sliding glass door, looking out into the grass and the trees and the lamp posts. You are riding your bike away from your home. You're wearing that red hoodie. It looks really good on you. I flip my hoodie backwards and cover my face with ( Read more... )

Preface: No Armor Needed ( Read more... )

My hat has a lot of boyfriends. I have none.

The theives live inside my walls.
I know how they obtain their knowlegde.
Its base is concreted in hand-me-downs and hearsays.
If I were a theif, I'd believe it too.

The longer I know you, the more I realize I can't be in that perfect apartment. I would go even more mad than I am and I would have no one to blame it on but you. You see, you are not a boy with platonic looks and looking at you every morning would only mean that I would start every day by going back to bed.

Hahahahahahahahahahahaha! A lot of things are changing! A lot of people are changing! Muhahahaha! Things are going to be different! Things are different right now! It's your eyes! It's your eyes! They scare me secretly! It's your glare! Hahahaha! You try to be intimidating! Hahaha! And you don't know half of what it means to be crazy! You don't ( Read more... )

sugar coated ( Read more... )