February 2012
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Roadside
Twisted mist lined sheets
fog only for few, rarely new
sought suitors.
And oh, whistles and thistles
tickle dropped potential.
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Control
She hesitates like shockwaves
hitting my spine, spreading to
zealous hips.
She hesitates, and I know I should too.
Breath like poetry.
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“the dateless need to stick together tonight. we’re like survivors huddling for...”
– emma roberts (on valentine’s day), the art of getting by
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January 2012
9 posts
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Best week in the works
The week of April 15 may very well be the greatest week known to mankind. Portugal. The Man AND Said the Whale in town?!?! *drools*
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My hands correctly situated, bit by bit more infatuated with closer than platonic meaning.
we’re living a lie: laying around, passing the hours You know you give me the feeling I shoulda coulda saved your soul tonight. The fold out. what twisted games we play
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Straight chillin with a dream team. You know.
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“Oh dear god. My ADHD and OCD have combined. I’m distracted from doing...”
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November 2011
12 posts
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“For no reason at all, I officially declare today is British Music Day!!!
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October 2011
26 posts
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