i didn't want this to happen. didn't want to get launched into saturn. unmanned vessel. haunted mansion. it's so hard to imagine myself even a month ago. don't even remember how to breathe without thinking of you. i breathed differently before. connect the dots in the sky. constellation prize. consolation, sky. but now I'm an … Continue reading houston
fulfillment is neat. it fills you up, inside, and out. your skin glows, you say hi more often, and sometimes the sun shines brighter than average. not, sometimes, but more so all the time. even on rainy days, you can see the sun. its hidden, but you know it's there, and you smile and the … Continue reading a letter to no one, or a letter to whoever i think i am, or was.
sigh i don't get it. they tell me to write happy things. the thing is you don't feel the need to discuss your happiness on paper when you're happy. you just embrace the moment and live it. i don't want to talk about that. momentary silence. dusk lit bedroom apartment buzzing of cars from traffic … Continue reading last time you said stop
it's beginning to show the way intertwining dividends between time invested, and growth. sore throat, sore back, sore humdrum. the ever growing size of my blood pump squeezing out of the thorax. 500 pound live, flesh chief alien invasion. the least entertaining showcase of something alive. imagine going to sleep, with binary code in your … Continue reading figure me out.
the perks of being a wallflower, or disadvantage in case. mr observant, half perfectionist, getting a taste of his own medicinal value, describe me to myself in a vacuum. tell me how many times i scratch my chin, touch my ribcage, leave you feeling incomplete. when you feel me getting nervous around you, so i … Continue reading wallflower here
to whom it may concern
it's almost complete. distance between falling apart from whispering secrets, sequence you act non chalant like, a purist in person. told you to stop kissing my heart questioned why, choking back tears. au revoir vous ne bronchez même pas quand je retire votre soutien-gorge and it's worthless. holding hands under jupiter star deafening stare. kaleidoscopic. … Continue reading soul, baby. soul
why am i here again why does it matter? handle with care. these items are fragile wear a mask and lie to your closest, Keyser Söze display let's erode together, hold my rusty hand in the rain tin man toppling, iron giant in grave hear the fucking rain pound it's way on my armor using … Continue reading so little, little
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you're not what i dreamed of or hoped for, that potential was reached long before, i harbored emotions in secret sophomoric sequence, plot twist i saw all along held my breath for a year, lungs turn carbon to smog another movie screening, hold hands in between it reach maximum zenith, whisper "never leave me" under … Continue reading cloak and dagger