March 2012
27 posts
soft hands
Mm my lovely little bird
puffin
I think i’m going to coax him to start writing me little things during his day.. let’s say a small note in the corner of his schoolwork.. and to just pocket it, them hide it around his room, or even in my pants to find and cherish later on. Gosh I love little things like that.
Anyways, while staying at my grammy and grampys house, mind you...
slime time
after our bodys.. contorted together all our veins lined with drips of particles you and me share
together
we lay breathless
our veins branching out into the heat of our skin your blood like lava….sneaks its way though your body light up a smoke inhale
exhaleÂ
your breaths getting shorter
i really would love to
punch the dumb…soul-less..blackhearted creature that chooses to sell the dirtiest nastiest drug to these young girls.
i wish i could help people out and their thought process about themselves
i just wish i could fix things i could fix
but are impossible to fix
i would love to be a millionaire right about now
i’d give anything to cut off ties with everyone I know
disappear
for awhile
I hate the hate that derives itself out into this world
humanity loves to pinpoint
weakness, hurt hate
labeling it
making fun of
just wanna be closer to the sun
sleeping silently
kiss smile
while your sleeping in a kiss of dimethyltryptamine flowing through your brain nightly tonight is lit with fireflies hazy eyes
skin feels the on edge opening doors eyes feel focusing beauty but right now letting go let your mind talk feel
