"I want to be your love
I want to make you cry
And sweep you off your feet
I want to hurt your pride
I want to slap your face
I want to paint your nails
I want to make you scream
I want to braid your hair
I want to kiss your friends
I want to make you laugh
I want to dress the same
I want to defend you
I want to squeeze your thighs
I want to kiss your eyelids
And corrupt your dreams
I want to crash your car
I want to scratch your cheeks
I want to make you sick
I want to sell you out
Want to expose your flaws
I want to steal your things
I want to show you off
I want to tell you lies
I want to write you books
I want to turn you on
I want to make you come
200 times a day
I want to dry your tears
Every time you're sad
I want to be what's happening
I want to be your only friend
I only go all the way
I want to be a beast
I want to make you proud
And play with your head
I want to take you out
Make you feel adored
And buy you everything
I want to hurt you bad
Make you paranoid
And say the sweetest things
I want to help you grow
Until for eternity
I want to be your what's happening."
christmas?
Its cold creeping into my veins.
Its warmth stolen from my extremities.
The white powder isn't intensifying my heart beat.
Its warmth stolen from my extremities.
The white powder isn't intensifying my heart beat.
No electric jolts. No feelings foreign.
But its everywhere. Everywhere.
Its on my hands.
Its on my face.
Shake to get it off me.
Its on the ground.
Its falling from the sky.
I hate it. I hate it.
Tis the season.
But its everywhere. Everywhere.
Its on my hands.
Its on my face.
Shake to get it off me.
Its on the ground.
Its falling from the sky.
I hate it. I hate it.
Tis the season.
it's no different.
"If you're so very entertaining
then why are you on your own tonight?
if you're so very good looking, why do you sleep alone tonight?
i know, 'cus tonight is just like any other night, that's why you're on your own tonight."
then why are you on your own tonight?
if you're so very good looking, why do you sleep alone tonight?
i know, 'cus tonight is just like any other night, that's why you're on your own tonight."
it's really over.
i loved you.
whole heartedly.
I swear I'll never come back and delete this no matter how nasty you are to me.
whole heartedly.
I swear I'll never come back and delete this no matter how nasty you are to me.
i write
i sing
i smile
i laugh
i cry
i joke
i dance
i call
i say
i am
i help
i answer
i ask
i look
i do
but
i'm no good at being alone.
i smile
i laugh
i cry
i joke
i dance
i call
i say
i am
i help
i answer
i ask
i look
i do
but
i'm no good at being alone.
all I want is:
cardigans, cocktails, & baked brownie baking with miss nina. we did that around this time last year.
or was it the year before?
why did we ever stop?
snow.
"this was not a faerie tale.
this was not the movies.
this was life.
it hurt more.
it was excruciating.
it was excruciatingly beautiful."
pow.
there's commercials in my head.
when the fuck does the sitcom start
I'm already sick of winter and it's barely started.
I need to get out of here.
when the fuck does the sitcom start
I'm already sick of winter and it's barely started.
I need to get out of here.
bare bones
the winter so cold your bones feel like rods of ice ready to crack.
no more fields lit up with green electric sparks that you try to catch & wear them in your hair, the fireflies are dead.
no more sugar sweet sunshine-y days soaking in natural warmth, drinking lemonade, donning sunglasses & a tan.
no more bonfires, wearing a hoodie to fend the weak evening chill, where peoples faces dance in the flickering, spooky, light, luke warm beers clutched in hand, & cameras in the other. midnights followed by adventures in the comfortable air with the windows down, music loud, & mini skirts riding higher than they should.
now big, cold, sparkling glass windows revervberate with drum beats from indoor havens. hidden in layers, skin barely touches, hugs seem impersonal in down, wool, & gortex. 67843278943 pairs of uggs (UGGHHHs / ugglies ) shadow the sun.
this stupid season is a weird, cold, power machine. closes me like a fortress & nothing can open it. its a physical sensation in my chest. a hardening & heaviness, wood planks & metal locks. it frightens me more than anything anyone has ever done to me.
I'm a girl with a mind like a miniature movie theater, & the winters always dark & lonely.
I hate it.
no more fields lit up with green electric sparks that you try to catch & wear them in your hair, the fireflies are dead.
no more sugar sweet sunshine-y days soaking in natural warmth, drinking lemonade, donning sunglasses & a tan.
no more bonfires, wearing a hoodie to fend the weak evening chill, where peoples faces dance in the flickering, spooky, light, luke warm beers clutched in hand, & cameras in the other. midnights followed by adventures in the comfortable air with the windows down, music loud, & mini skirts riding higher than they should.
now big, cold, sparkling glass windows revervberate with drum beats from indoor havens. hidden in layers, skin barely touches, hugs seem impersonal in down, wool, & gortex. 67843278943 pairs of uggs (UGGHHHs / ugglies ) shadow the sun.
this stupid season is a weird, cold, power machine. closes me like a fortress & nothing can open it. its a physical sensation in my chest. a hardening & heaviness, wood planks & metal locks. it frightens me more than anything anyone has ever done to me.
I'm a girl with a mind like a miniature movie theater, & the winters always dark & lonely.
I hate it.
i emailed this to myself last year
mst days, hard drugs, long drives, and tmail.
Oh no I lost my ciggartes I dint put them in my safe spot. Oh I put thrm in my pocket... My even safer spot.
We couldn't find the volu.me.
Oh no I lost my ciggartes I dint put them in my safe spot. Oh I put thrm in my pocket... My even safer spot.
Talking to aliens.
Bitchin. <3brkr.>
Bitchin. <3brkr.>
haha i love us.
Life would be perfect if
sweatpants were sexy,
bra's weren't irritating,
clothes could be washed all together,
dating was casual,
you never got wedgies,
cars never broke,
hair never needed trimming,
monday mornings were fun,
waking up early wasn't so hard,
you could trade your clothes in for more than 15% bull shit percent of what you paid for them at plato's closet,
people didn't freak when you crush and snorted pills,
people didn't freak when you crush and snorted pills,
junk food didn't make you fat,
coffee didn't make you have to piss your pants in 5 minutes,
girls didnt cause drama,
weed wasn't so expensive,
you could never eat too much shrooms,
weed wasn't so expensive,
you could never eat too much shrooms,
friends never lived far,
plane tickets weren't expensive,
strangers always smiles,
boys werent confusing,
nothing was regrettable ,
garlic didn't make your breath smell so bad,
and goodbyes only meant until tomorrow...
my wish preferences.
on pink cars are good, especially old ones.
share wishbones.
pull knotted straw wrappers with friends.
and stars of course, first stars and shooting stars.
planes will do if they are the first light in the sky and look like stars.
wish in tunnels, over bridges, & railroad tracks holding your breath and lifting your feet off the ground.
wish before you scratch off lottery tickets or pull the lever at the slot machines.
wish before picking hands held behind backs for hidden surprises.
before the last second of the sun setting.
birthday candles.
baby teeth.
11:11. if i catch it that is.
backwards necklaces.
stray eyelashes.
silent prayers.
dreams.
desires.
wishes are the most wonderful when they finally come true.
i've GOT to keep wishing.
it's bound to come true sooner or later.
saved this.
" It took me let's see...almost 4 hours today, to stop acting liek a bitch.
We all know stress is obnoxious and unhealthy...not to mention realllllly fucking annoying. I kinda forgot though that it is always a *choice*
...ya, let's not make that mistake again :P
So anyways, its 7:48 and my nutz is hangin'
SKINNNY where you at@?!?! :p lol
[inside of me...MURDER Mix] fucking sick song p.s. and french is sexy
The sun was out today [thank you]
Tiesto in like a month with the3 crew [trouble ;)]
Ummm what else, Tasha is a hottie (someone tell her that :P)
and I just looked into the sun's eyes...he says what up.
BE REAL, focus not on the external and have lots and lots of unprotected sex with as many attractive people as you possibly can...it gets you closer to god or whatever you call that. and "Bitch, stay off that blow!!!"
;)
--No Hay Igual"
We all know stress is obnoxious and unhealthy...not to mention realllllly fucking annoying. I kinda forgot though that it is always a *choice*
...ya, let's not make that mistake again :P
So anyways, its 7:48 and my nutz is hangin'
SKINNNY where you at@?!?! :p lol
[inside of me...MURDER Mix] fucking sick song p.s. and french is sexy
The sun was out today [thank you]
Tiesto in like a month with the3 crew [trouble ;)]
Ummm what else, Tasha is a hottie (someone tell her that :P)
and I just looked into the sun's eyes...he says what up.
BE REAL, focus not on the external and have lots and lots of unprotected sex with as many attractive people as you possibly can...it gets you closer to god or whatever you call that. and "Bitch, stay off that blow!!!"
;)
--No Hay Igual"
IZ
JJ - 4AM
$$$$$$$$$$ and cock = coke
Jj and sj = love 4 ever
Cock & jj = hot pleasure with crabs
crabs & jj = pain with lotion to smooth the babies
And if this isn't the funniest text uve gotten...... please, let me know how to improve. Ily.
CHRCK UR VOICEMSIL RIGHT NOW
Jj and sj = love 4 ever
Cock & jj = hot pleasure with crabs
crabs & jj = pain with lotion to smooth the babies
And if this isn't the funniest text uve gotten...... please, let me know how to improve. Ily.
CHRCK UR VOICEMSIL RIGHT NOW
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