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masters fool'seriously, this? this is the least of my problems.'masters fool
turns out your least of your problems killed you.
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i smoke because i've forgotten what fresh air tastes like and that stale buds keep pretty girls with glittery eyelids near and the ones that care, much further away.
i smoke because i've forgotten to remember that i miss what anything else smells like. i smoke because your eyes look so bright beneath the spirals.
i smoke because it's one thing that takes away what i miss about you. it takes away the brightness of the day, the smell of lave
by ~crashcoursewomb
solar systems'hey baby, baby pull over.' 'hmm? why' 'just do it silly.'solar systems
and i kiss him. i kiss him once and twice and probably three hundred times more.
'i should pull over more often.' 'hah, nothing like making out on the highway as the sun sets.' 'you said it babe.'
you see, i think i realized as we were speeding down that empty highway. cornfields feel so much better with the golden sun. and just like that, i do with you. i think i realized that i just want to be with you, even when i am. it's just so, so. so... just pull over and kiss me.
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by ~crashcoursewomb
please call this homeit happened like this, we or me or there was an us, or many of us. and there was six, seven, thirteen bottles?please call this home
and we would scull. stop. breathe in,
breathe out. empty another, collapse.
and i'm not sure if this is a dream or nightmare or if it happened or not, but
you were there and where am i. where was i.
i remember racing to the end of the street under dimmed, orange lights and traffic lights going' green
green
green &n
by ~crashcoursewomb
| let's waste time. so, my writing changes a lot. Maybe you'd like my old stuff. Maybe not. ^^ |
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blaze.summer.blaze.
there is nothing more beautiful than your eyes, and they ignite my sky to flame, galaxies ripping open for us. we dance under burning suns and I watch as your mattress becomes my dancefloor once the lights go down. I watch, wide-eyed, as your shoulderblades and my cheekbones fit quite nicely together, two pieces of a metaphorical jigsaw puzzle sliding into place. we match, naked flesh against navy covers, love against night sky.
your reckless fingers rack my bones with abandon, and it's understood that we can never turn back once the sun rises, rays of gold and mauve finger-painted, smeared along the horizon. and t
by ~bing-bam-boom
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don't you dare rain in on me.
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| i am in reverse. i write what i can't seem to draw.. |
Devious Info
- Current Residence: NZ
- Interests: Drawing,Eating, Writing, Music, Socializing, Sleeping.
- Favourite movie: Gladiator, Bruce almighty, Juno, cold mountain, definitely, maybe. etcetc.
- Favourite band or musician: coheed and cambria
- Favourite genre of music: Rock, Dance, mostgenre's
- Favourite style of art: Photography & music and.. most art.
- MP3 player of choice: Ipod
- Personal Quote: don't point fingers when your own hands aren't clean.
- Tools of the Trade: Hands, computer, colour.
- MSN: ask?
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