June 2011
1 post
if this is it please know youve been the greatest love of my life
April 2011
2 posts
dance with my shadow
as he lights our stage
from aloft
such lofty heights
watching ever watching
but detatched and
far
ever reaching stare
seeing through paper hearts
through
muscle
and
soul
just wind dancing
dance run dance breathe stop swallow run hard fast sweat
March 2011
3 posts
tqr
come kiss me
February 2011
3 posts
the sun
paint my mind the colour of stars, fill me with wonder and tell me what i hold
the day breaks, it crashes…shards of blue flee to every point i see,
the gold once suspended now leaking bringing a dawn i cannot capture
turning,
children are chasing butterflies, no fairies for them, through their laughter and joy
is a sting of anguish and regret that i will never be shook with that...
are you bored of me?
i dont know why i think this
just an itch
January 2011
5 posts
November 2010
1 post
woman
the strength of a woman cannot be measured
she holds lives in her hands
shielding them from the falling skies
yet she can be even more fragile
forever close to breaking
when she wants she can open her heart
that heart can be filled with every other womans grief
part of a sisterhood which no footprint can change
they stand together against time
a woman’s strength is fed by those that stand...
August 2010
1 post
finding
I found it in your whisper
dancing down my spine, hairs sang with hope and froze with fear
rivers swelled and ran.
In those timeless moments stranded in atmosphere
we fled that home, that path, that ground, even.
I found it in your touch
thet held, pressed and hurt trhen with faint work worthy steps
of typeface saints
We were lost again to one another, just tip-toing
I...
May 2010
4 posts
i-promise:
im really unhappy i mean properly unhappy, there is nothing i can do about it because i’ve tried everything and it doesn’t work. i really need these next few months to go by because i cant bare to think i have to be with these two discusting fucking wankertsr ewqgdszgarbry! hurry the fuck up and DIE! i mean it, they deserve it all. i am so angry at this procise moment, nothing in my...
youre back and its so comforting to know
monologue
‘We used to play airplanes.’ Airplanes in the park, flying so high in my mind, but Dad would always catch me, and if I was too tired too walk home he’d carry me. He used to tell me stories and that if you jumped over every puddle in your path you’d live forever. It didn’t matter that mum didn’t live forever, because I had Dad. He tucked me in at night and woke me up in the mornings. We...
March 2010
3 posts
i-promise:
ok then. you don’t love me anymore
sometimes, sometimes it is just totally unnecessary the way you behave and then criticise every other detail that other people do in their day to day behaviour, i find you rude, ignorant and a hypocrite but other than that youre great
February 2010
56 posts
i got my hair cut and i hate it i feel like a shaved cat. i now have work at this annoying hour on a sunday ugh however i did go see single man yday which was average/good
Obsessive-Compulsive Valentines →
crashinglybeautiful:
“Roses are red, violets are blue. Sugar is sweet, and I think I left the iron on.”
— Jenny Traig
oh no
now i have to get up and shave and wash my hair and try and look nice for my ‘rents coming to visit, i just dont have the energy!
i’m a determined passenger i never learnt to drive
but dont worry im not asking for a ride
some people hate the bus not me i cant get enough
i love public transportation
Tonight, sleep tight, my love
eat.
they say some people eat to live and some live to eat!
im the latter; i cant imagine just eating cos you know its time to, or you ought to,
my friend says, ‘god sometimes i just cant be bothered to eat’, so much i just think what a poor life you must live not to enjoy food!
Let’s take the train to anywhere
I wanna feel the wind in my hair with you.
Let’s tell them all, that soon they’ll know
How very wrong they were to think we’d never go, And if you tell me yours I’ll tell you mine
i spent a whole 2 hour planning session today at uni trying to organise the people in my class, i felt like i was trying to sort out a bunch of babies, talking over eachother, going out to make calls and making bitchy comment.
i literally do not understand them
im still a bit drunk but im gonna go switch on the shower and sit in the bathroom for a bit and listen to the water running. its become almost a 'hungover' tradition to do this i dont know why it just makes me happy.
whats that strange thing that you do for literally no reason but just to make you happy?