Monday, September 26, 2011

Sunday, September 25, 2011

thinking too hard about what could have been or what might be, can make my head explode. sleep, sleep is what i need.

Tuesday, August 30, 2011

love lust induced high.
Ive inhaled too much.
my mind sits with the caterpillar at the top.
I'm dying.

I'm dying because my skin is just ITCHING to be touched.
The need is so prevalent. What i'd do behind closed doors goes unsaid.
take it away, make out. send it to a far place and let it die.

blue blue blue.

wait for the time when it explodes, slow slow slow. slow down.

bite it all off, take it out and spit. give the notes more to play with.
take yourself out to lunch, make a meal out of it.
common? you've got more than that. don't you?

you aren't a fucking idiot. you've got it mapped out, the moves are within your own mind, you've known all along how to make it happen. just go for it.

get the gold.

Monday, June 13, 2011

It's good to know you are still reading.

I always knew you'd keep an eye on me

:)


but return my phone call please.

Wednesday, May 25, 2011

why don't i write about what makes me most happy?

Im scared at how amazing this is and how quickly it is evolving.

I love you more than my own blood. How did I get this lucky?
A missed phone call from your number.

i threw up.

then i called back and you didn't answer. what a disappointment.
How genuine are people in our lives?

I guess this question comes because someone who i once considered a loyal dog has now become a prickly cactus in my feet.

did they reveal all of these things in their heart to me to get me to side with them, to get me to like them and take advantage of me then to only throw me away in the waste basket??

its a weird feeling when you've been burned by someone and because you don't forgive them right away, they just burn you even more. as if they had any right? as if they didn't realize that they needed to give more time for me to heal.

alright then. fuck you and your name, when you are mentioned in a room i will valiantly reveal my disgust for your very being without feeling any sadness in my heart.

even though it bleeds at your thought.

PRICK.