Interests:i enjoy the simple things in life. art, writing, photography, dance, music, bob marley, peace, marijuana, newports, vodka,and love. Expertise:where my sistas at?
Darling dearest, please look at me. Look at this damn ugly mess you created, played with, and left behind to rot. Don't you remember my sweetheart? You walked away, leaving me with your phantom embrace and
your pitying brown eyes. But I couldn't forget you so easily, Could I? Yes, my poison, I'm drowning in The sea of second thoughts, in
that corner of your room, Crushed by your gravity. I'm trapped in that room, entangled In your sheets, still lost in the Sweet secrets of your mouth, in the Laughter of your brown eyes. Your beautiful, murderous brown eyes. So look at me, you beautiful Silver-tongued-son-of-a-bitch, Watch as I drown in my tears In my insanity. I hate, I hate
I love you.
And I'll never forgive myself for it.
-(Fly2TheSkie)
A sudden rush that made my insides blush; my brain crush. It's over, I'm glad. I fucking hate you for what you did to me. I love you. You use me. I need you. You bruise me. A bitter sweet infatuation. A sick addiction to self mutilation. You destroy me.
My door is always open for you. I always wanted to be yours somehow. I loved you so much before, but never as much as I do now.
When you'd cry I'd wipe away all of your tears. DID THAT MEAN ANYTHING TO YOU? I'd rather wake up beside you, and breathe that old familiar smell.
He ate my heart.
You left stains on my sheets, you left stains on my soul. I'm breathing for you, that's all I know
Silly me for trying to answer a question with an answer. But I'm all wornout by now: out of your league, out of stamina, out of energy, out of patience.
"My middle finger won't go down, how do I wave?"
All I need is love. Forgiving love, All around love, Sunshine and flowers love. You can count on us not happening at all. Sit in the shower until you run out of hot water. It really is a shame to have to wait till tomorrow.
You were the one, but I can't spit it out now. The date's been set.
If I offended you? Good. Cause I still don't give a fuck.
because that is BEAUTIFUL, and that is generous
I wonder what we have when we're not pretending You're fine exactly as you are. Your curves, words, flaws, strengths, thoughts. You don't need to change. You aren't ugly, fat, stupid, or worthless. You are you. We are unusual and tragic and alive. There was no turning back now, and I loved it.
i think i made you up inside my head
oh god. it's so wonderful to get out of bed, smoke too many cigarettes and drink too much coffee.
the day Virginia cracked her feet on the ocean floor, she declared that life would be worth living if only the koi pond were a little bit deeper.
why'd you have to go and let it die? what's so simple in the moonlight, in the morning never is
beautiful veins and blood shot eyes i've got a flask inside my pocket, we can share it on the train
all we need is just a little patience
with a lit cigarette hanging out of your perfectly shaped mouth,
you're a dangerous combination of beauty and poison
your lips drip with morphine all they'll see is me digging your grave.
our bodies writhed in a month long wet dream.
And when morning breaks promise, be the first touch of aurora to brush against my skin.
be the unbidden thought that follows me to bed. you're beautifully insane. Intoxicatingly tainted. just my brand. So you think you can tell a smile from a veil? we're just two lost souls swimming in a fish bowl
i want to be a song. i want you to sing along and i want you to choose me to be on the tip of your tongue.
I am a series of disjointed sentences strung together like glass beads in a necklace that you wear on the weekends.
your voice isn't perfect, but it's all i need.
i miss the rush of your skin
my thoughts linger on naked figures you cast me under your wicked spell
exchanging body heat in the passenger seat
you are the brightest little firefly in the jar I need you, so badly winter came and left the autumn leaves behind. along with everything you and him once had
your pulse in my chest will die.
damn this pain. almost beautiful in it's intensity
you float like an angel, your skin makes me cry
every tanline, a guideline, for my fingertips to find
if you walk away i'll walk away. first tell me which road you will take. i don't wanna risk our paths crossing someday.
i love you. and if that means crying every night, then that's what it means.
when everything is lonely i can be my own best friend.
the mask i polish in the evening, in the morning looks like shit
i know you have a heavy heart, i can feel it when we kiss. so many men stronger than me have thrown their backs out trying to lift it.
we might die from medication, but we sure killed all the pain.
the reasons have all ran away, but the feelings never did.
I'll cut this line to pass some time..
you're gonna go far, kid
we made love on the living room floor. from the noise in the background of the televised war.