No More Waiting Up
I’m forgetting all of our secrets. In your silence, I have no reason to recall so they softly into misuse fall. Tucked into fleecy blankets made of dust in the dark void of any violence the imagined or put-on passion between us may have had. Subdued, they put their hands up in defeat. Sad, they look up for you just one last time before surrender so complete. There is no prize to win...
I CAN'T STOP THINKING ABOUT YOU, AND THAT'S ALL I...
Maybe I’m just crazy. Maybe I’m just crazy. Maybe I’m just crazy. Maybe I’m just crazy. Maybe I’m just crazy. Maybe I’m just crazy. Maybe I’m just crazy. Maybe I’m just crazy. Maybe I’m just crazy. Maybe I’m just crazy.
I am two women: one wants to have all the joy, passion and adventure that life...– Paulo Coelho, Eleven Minutes (via serialstranger)
I like this one.
I feel like part of me is missing. Old Reliable has sadly passed, but still hasn’t received a proper burial. We (SLEX INC.) decided that the only way it could go down is cremation. Anyway, I need to find a new one soon if I’m going to continue living. R.I.P. OLD RELIABLE
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When I hear you smile,
Sarah, JBones and I keep singing “gersbeerrrrrrrrrrms mah fraaaaaaavrt berrrrrrrrrks” to the tune of Rod Stewart’s Young Hearts be Free Tonight.
Thin mints, bean and cheese soup, diet coke, a dog who is trained to sit on disabled children’s laps (i.e. the most well-behaved creature conceivable), a scarce cat, a queen sized bed with down pillows and things, Hunger Games the novel, a luxurious jacuzzi bathtub, AND HEATED BATHROOM FLOORS. Jesus, you are so good to me.
“Joey… Did you bring the horse?” “Yeah. I thought we needed some company.”