Saturday, July 31, 2010
basically what we have here is a dreamer. somebody out of touch with reality. when she jumped, she probably thought she'd fly
last night was such a mixture of emotions. regretting some aspects alot this morning, but heaps happy with others. my entire body aches, and my face is grazed and my hand and knee hurt so so much. but oddly enough i think it was worth it.
now the sky is a dangerous brown and blue. ominous with possibilities.
been reading the virgin suicides all day. i really really like it. so much that i almost don't want to read it because i'm scared about finishing it.
less than a month to go, gosh i'm frightened. 'i'll miss you' doesn't even start to cover it.
x
Thursday, July 29, 2010
Wednesday, July 28, 2010
cover up my ears
sometimes your love
it’s so pretty i just wanna sink in
and sometimes your heart
well, it’s so pretty i just wanna live there
well i wish i could bottle it up and breathe it back like valium
and sometimes your heart it’s so pretty
i just wanna live there
so when i find a scientist to help me
and if i meet the maker
of all the universe
i’ll ask him why we’re here and what we’re here for
and i’ll tell them all the stories
about our little world
well i’ve been waiting
well i’ve been waiting
sometimes your love is so quiet i don’t even need to speak
sometimes your heart is so loud i can’t even hear the beat
well i wish i could bottle it up and breathe it back like valium
sometimes your love is so quiet i don’t even need to speak
x
Monday, July 26, 2010
sulk
i worked out my attraction to you:
it's dangerous and exciting because i know i shouldn't do it.
that's it.
let's get hectic.
x
“ the clitoris is pure in purpose. it is the only organ in the body designed purely for pleasure. the clitoris is simply a bundle of nerves: 8,000 nerve fibers, to be precise. that’s a higher concentration of nerve fibers than is found anywhere else in the body, including the fingertips, lips, and tongue, and it is twice… twice… twice the number in the penis. who needs a handgun when you’ve got a semiautomatic.
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