the soul selects her own society. |
and mine wants to spend her days under hotstars drunk with thick liquid love potion.the afternoon is cheery.its spilling outwards and acrossthe corners of inside.she wants to undress in it and lay.to ...
Posted by jessica on Thu, 06 Dec 2007 02:26:00 PST |
and the day came |
when the risk to remain tight in a bud was more painful than the risk it took to bloom.-anais nin.
Posted by jessica on Sat, 17 Nov 2007 01:36:00 PST |
first star on the right straight on till morning. |
i want to travel therepjs and all.
Posted by jessica on Sun, 08 Jul 2007 02:56:00 PST |
i think my body is as restless as my mind. |
subdivdesubdivde.
Posted by jessica on Thu, 24 May 2007 11:30:00 PST |
gimmedangerlittlestranger |
i want a tattoo.of stars through fleshlike branches.melting upwardsand inside.upon something briskand salty. i want to know where love isand grow there.safely.just because. i want to be like bukowski ...
Posted by jessica on Sat, 05 May 2007 06:47:00 PST |
