January 2012
1 post
December 2011
1 post
November 2011
1 post
June 2011
5 posts
Art.
I’m so crap at it - why is it the only thing i’m good at is drawing you, naked.
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May 2011
1 post
April 2011
2 posts
February 2011
2 posts
December 2010
1 post
November 2010
4 posts
I wrote again.
Nights are longer, days are brighter.
The sky swallows the sea they surge, up and
Under, in and
Out of me.
Rocks crash, crumble and tumble,
In our wake, in our heart;
Ivory bones, ruby blood - they mine and they find
nothing.
Suck the marrow, lick their fingers,
hungry for more. More -
but youme.
We’re all we have and all we need.
You’re safe in you. I’m safe in...
I like you.I like you.I like you.I like you.I like you.I like you.I like you.I like you.I like you.I like you.I like you.I like you.I like you.I like you.I like you.I like you.I like you.I like you.I like you.I like you.I like you.I like you.I like you.I like you.I like you.I like you.I like you.I like you.I like you.I like you.I like you.I like you.I like you.I like you.I like you.I like you.I...
Sometimes i doubt your commitment to Sparkle Motion.
July 2009
1 post
Notepad writing.
I can’t sit near those pretty people.
There’s safety in wrinkles and that kink in your smile,
makes you seem worthwhile.
I want the ripped and broken, nasty ill-spoken.
Let me stitch up the wounds, bruises
with my cocoon, womb arms,
just a little tighter, nail the catflap
shut.
And turn off the lights and a…
Don’t leave, as i whisper goodnight.
I snap my teeth...
June 2009
7 posts
a common misconception about the internet is that...
(via zombiesarecute)
THE SUN IS UP I’M SO HAPPY I COULD SCREAM! AND THERE’S NOWHERE ELSE IN THE WORLD I’D RATHER BE THAN HERE WITH YOU IT’S PERFECT IT’S ALL I EVER WANTED I ALMOST CAN’T BELIEVE THAT IT’S FOR REAL I REALLY DON’T THINK IT GETS ANY BETTER THAN THIS VANILLA SMILE AND A GORGEOUS STRAWBERRY KISS! BIRDS SING WE SWING CLOUDS DRIFT BY AND EVERYTHING IS LIKE A...
Wow.
So happy, my hearts booming and bursting and it’s the beginning of summer and there’s so much potential in the world.
(y)
Murder baby.
Caught me on a hook, wound me closer and closer
bound me shut, tight, don’t let it out hunny.
but you crept nearer.
closer.
Too close.
Too late.