if i had words to describe this weekend i would gladly do so on this website

let the bad parts in let the bad parts in

writers block
fuck

I want to mess up my sheets with you
There is nothing i'd rather do

the big flustered exhausted mess i've become ( Read more... )

Well the cool breeze came on Tuesday
And the corn's a bumper crop
And the fields are full of dancing
Full of singing and romancing
The music never stopped

"We speak for weeks.
So good it's almost just too much to believe.
And it's your sweet, slow smile
Tells me, you always know exactly what it is I need."

this was by far the most intense weekend of my life

hi phoebe
your the best

In the deepest ocean ( Read more... )

oh that's just obscene
I'll stop speaking for you
when you stop speaking for me