shark bites and tongue-ties |
the dishes are disappearingfrom the constantly creaking cupboardsas the dust mites dance around one another-a slow, seemingly endless waltz.hey,dances are for lovers,not particles of skin and dirt.som...
Posted by on Mon, 22 Dec 2008 17:52:00 GMT |
no poetry. |
so, first of all...i have the most wonderful boyfriendever.OH,and just got a super sweetbrand spanking new job,so come check me outand get a sweet tattoo.lastly,you're all freaking me outwith your gra...
Posted by on Fri, 12 Dec 2008 21:31:00 GMT |
tap-dancing around corpses. |
we treat familiar faces like lockets ; ; &n...
Posted by on Fri, 24 Oct 2008 00:40:00 GMT |
hot white character traits. |
dress me,make me up,twirl my skirt,dance me 'round,and call me "doll"
so i won't have to think.
ahahahahnew house,new job,now i just needsome new shoesto celebrate.
Posted by on Fri, 08 Aug 2008 06:12:00 GMT |
suspension bridges over Panama. |
so,that wasimpossiblyawkward.
we live lifejust outsideour comfort zoneswhere sneakersand couchesare removed of all cushionsandyou have cocktails every dayat noonover lunchwith all of you...
Posted by on Thu, 19 Jun 2008 14:05:00 GMT |
oh, irony is dead. |
she sees you.you see her.he sees her.she sees him.he sees you.you see him.
and stillthey walkin giant circlesjust to avoid each other.
andi keep cracking smilesjust to avo...
Posted by on Tue, 20 May 2008 08:07:00 GMT |
bulimic air traffic controllers. |
suckerpunch
to the throat
and he's
down.
hey,hey,
the worstis over.
and i'm sleepingjustto dreamof far awayfaces
and wide openspaces
whil...
Posted by on Wed, 30 Apr 2008 14:16:00 GMT |
yes, yes you are. |
if i shook it upjust a little bit more,
i am almost entirely certainthat everythingwould ignitein a firey burst of colorand noiseso pleasingthat you can do nothingbut fall overfrom sheerexcitement.
&n...
Posted by on Wed, 23 Apr 2008 14:59:00 GMT |
sesahp hturt. |
so,two wednesdaysfrom now...ATL,fresh tattoo-hourglass with wings.:] and, oh hell,my fucking cheeksare killing me. [...so give me black lightgive, give meso give me hot knivesdeep cle...
Posted by on Mon, 04 Feb 2008 18:18:00 GMT |
wetnap chronicles. |
[you led no celibate life,no skirt,while chemicalsdanced on your headyou stole the keysto this rideand your fablesare falling tonight]
i believein thisand thisand thisand thisand thisand that.and i do...
Posted by on Wed, 23 Jan 2008 18:26:00 GMT |
