October 2011
Also, sometimes, the things that fall from us -
we must pick up and piece...
August 2011
That is the problem that comes with dating an independent girl, that sooner or later you yourself are left independent; far more than you ever have been in your life.
Stop worrying about whether you’re fat. You’re not fat. Or rather, you’re...
June 2011
Since She Left: When I am the only one left, I... →
sincesheleft:
When I am the only one left, I think of what we have done, and of where you might be now. Long arms and nimble fingers; a feathered tattoo peeking from your blue sleeve (it wasn’t as bad as it sounds). I could never quite make out what it was, and I will never quite know you.
Your brown hair,…
May 2011
Apt.
The two of you took a train to get to a train so that she could get to a bus which would later in the evening leave the city. That bus, the vile and filthy Chinatown variety would carry her south, and into the mountains where she lives. You will stay behind because this is where you live.
New York City is no respecter of persons. It does not care that she’s spent 3 days here with you, and in...
February 2011
Trapeze swinger
Please, remember me Happily By the rosebush laughing With bruises on my chin The time when We counted every black car passing Your house beneath the hill And up until Someone caught us in the kitchen With maps, a mountain range, A piggy bank A vision too removed to mention But Please, remember me Fondly I heard from someone you’re still pretty And then They went on to say That the pearly gates Had...
If the moon smiled, she would resemble you. You leave the same impression Of something beautiful, but annihilating.
Sylvia Plath
I’m not running away, I’m moving on.
– Irvine Welsh (via thechocolatebrigade)
Dancing alone in my room
dancinguntildawn:
At first I’m sitting down in my chair like,
Then I really start to feel the music, and I’m like,
Then next thing you know, I’m getting down like,
Now it’s just a motha flippin’ party!
-we get crunk!
AHHAAHHAHAHAHAHAHAAAHAHAHAHHAHAH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
It was all nonsense, as they both knew. In reality there was no escape. Even the...
– 1984 by George Orwell
this song’s going to you;
the one who is so confused.
the one who feels...
– Meiko