December 2009
i longed for you when i woke
stp
boy.
for always.
you close the door on me, I slam the door right...
And yes, I’m talking to you. I should have never touched you.
I read old journal entries from my leather bound notebook. It seemed as if I should have collapsed on my wooden floors..a gesture I’ve become too familiar with. However, not an anxious, twisting, light-headed feeling hit my internals.
A year ago, today, I went to Asia. My bodies pores are undergoing a high-stress chemical release. But my mind and my chest don’t seem to coincide. My...
I dont think I like you anymore.
Misery misses me. I cannot write.
and
I dont feel and that feels fine.
I toast to your hasty absence!
see ya never.
why didnt i get this for christmas? →
seeing you tonight aroused months of suppressed...
a poem for you. stp.
out of mind, out of sight. slip away to KL.
in the dark, I can hear your heartbeat, I tried to find the sound. But then it stopped, and i was in the darkness. so the darkness I became. I tried to find the sound. The stars, the moon, they have all been blown out, you left me in the dark. No dawn, no day, I’m always in this twilight. In the shadow of your heart.
I took the stars from our...
the fabric of your flesh pure as a wedding dress...
I'm high when not around you
girl
you’ve got to let it be.
inital thought
fuck.
and since I know that you're reading this.
I love you, despite.
Despite of what humanity lingers onto
Despite that humanity pesters and heckles you.
Despite of smaller pictures vs. given logic
Despite of your traits, that I find astoundingly beautiful
despite
despite
despite
baby.
two components, three elements, no elasticity. but time is as its self. Purification of the mind belongs to those who rummage through their basements floorboards. Sticky-icky-drenched with dripping wetness from the ceiling above. each day swings paradoxes through my tounge. and my tounge becomes nothing but a usless tool for useless preparation.
my bitter root fault with God.
I do not want to...
are we changing?
we
i adore the eff outta you.
look at this http://www.hybridmoment.com/ while listening to this http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=F_ohmozhsBg
good times. holla.
they say its lonely at the top so whatever you do. you always gotta watch...
– Gangstarr- Moment of Truth
Im glad your face is my background. I dont think I...
I will document this love affair.
Hot Chip- Take It In →
a rush of serotonin, willowing through my...
your eyes your eyes your eyes your eyes
My mother just bought me a New Moon Edward Cullen book mark because she thought I’ve been depressed.
Ronda, why cant you buy me shit when I’am actually depressed? damn.
but I mean…keep the presents coming?
Your words make me melt. You say you just babble. Well, we cant do much about this situation, can we?
As of late, in my dreams, I know that I’m dreaming. I ask the people that are in my dream to wake me up, but they persuade me into thinking that I’m not in this bizarre, lucid dream world. In my dreams, I’m laying on beds, rolling off, trying to awake myself from this ceaseless slumber. Instead, my ear drums explode and old evilness creeps into my mouth and says “these are...
AND WE'LL ALL BE PORTIONS FOR FOXES.