Sunday, January 24, 2010
"Morocco. Seat by the window, please."
I love the way the bottle feels on my lips. I find more comfort in that than in you.
Tuesday, January 19, 2010
i believe in the courage of the broken hearts.
the hot and cold is wearing me down. i want nothing more than to hold the sunshine in my hands. to show the world just how bright you can shine. i see a different side of the sun, a side this spot on the map never sees. show me. show me. stop hiding your smile, and forget about the rain. you're up and full of life, but you always run away. you are night and day. and darlin', nights sure get lonely around here.

here is light in my lady's house
and there's none but some falling rain

here is light in my lady's house
and there's none but some falling rain
Monday, January 18, 2010
Sunday, January 17, 2010
Saturday, January 16, 2010
too much wine, too little time
"Miss Penny Lane. Let me tell you what Rock and Roll will miss the day you truly retire."
i've waited for this day.
i've waited for this day.
Thursday, January 14, 2010
Wednesday, January 13, 2010
i remember you painting sunflowers in your room.
"you are, you do what you do, and it's who you are, and I do love it. I do."
i love simple things like coloring, sunshine, and marijuana cigarettes. and sweet souls who steal my heart.
"i live for the tingle. the light and the tingle. and dance. and the dance."
i love simple things like coloring, sunshine, and marijuana cigarettes. and sweet souls who steal my heart.
"i live for the tingle. the light and the tingle. and dance. and the dance."
Tuesday, January 12, 2010
le tournesol
school begins again, and this semester will test it all. physics 2, health & wellness, anatomy, and cancer biology. on top of working and studying for the MCAT. am i ready for this? oh, when did i get so old?
pick me up up up, and dance with me. parisian style.
pick me up up up, and dance with me. parisian style.
Sunday, January 10, 2010
love is a poor man's food.
"your tranquility passions my mind to fall into a beautiful slumber. I find myself wanting you throughout the day. just a touch. just the feel of when you breathe, and when you speak. my heart drops. I open. you open me. replacing my fears with strength; soft low bite to the lip, I drip, and we combine. I adore you. every part of you. even the part you have a hard time showing. the parts you keep away in a cage. Holding on to you is the most sculpted, energizing, adequate, and most devoting feeling. You come straight from soul. every lovely soul. To prevent sepsis, I refuse to hurt you."

pull me in.

pull me in.
Tuesday, January 5, 2010
Saturday, January 2, 2010
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