Put your hand over the flame again- This time It won’t get burned. -Insanity I’ve only had one start to finish better day since I have been in Ohio than today. That day was the day that I met you. Since then, I have been, at your beck and call. And you know that you … Continue reading The Statue of Liberty
I’m sometimes stumbling, sometimes crawling inside this girl She’s my whole world She’s sometimes breaking or carrying me I navigate the universe made up of this same girl She’s my whole world But I don’t think she cares at all to really know me She can change, she can change, she does change she ages … Continue reading Twinkies
4:51 Post Meridiem Eastern Standard Time June Los Estados Unidos Earth Friday Tired Clueless Sick The two thousand and seventeenth year of our Lord Northern Hemisphere Mid West Early-ish Evening-ish Lonely-ish Bruised Fierce Frustrated Ohio 81 degrees -84.062692 longitude Beavercreek City The 9th of the month Crazed Confused Lost Sweet and thoughtfully selfish Is satisfaction … Continue reading Enter a plea of guilty
The Lion Says, “Apparently you don’t want me but if you ever need me all you have to do is reach out to me, and I’ll be there, okay?” I roll my eyes. The Tiger Says, ” You never seem to ask me to come fuck anymore, what’s up?” I sigh and then roll my … Continue reading Magisterial
It’s not your fault, it’s mine. I never usually (probably hardly ever) act like this with anyone and I want to understand it but it doesn’t really matter after all… I just need to want something else, do something else, occupy my mind with something else other than… you. It’s not your problem, it’s mine. … Continue reading трезан песник
I’ve had a dude in my ear for nearly three years now, running me the most elaborate harlequin romance game. This cat has said the most unbelievable shit and within 72 hours of knowing me, he loved me, or so he said. Now, I’m not the smartest person in the world but I am a … Continue reading Fleetwood Mac’s Greatest Hits
Fear. Wanton abandon lives right outside of this lyric but fear… Fear wears me, it buys me early in the morning from the neighborhood thrift store and tastes me against it’s formlessness Fear pretends that it cares, asks me how my day was because fear tries to test my strength and I can’t resist this … Continue reading Thinking of him while listening to Tool W/U
