god knows skies stare
One sleep to Serenity.
This song is so poignant, so haunting ... it hurts to hear. I never know whether I want to curl up with my cheek against his heart, eyes shut tight to the breath of him, or whether I want to huddle my j!blankie around him, kiss his eyelids shut and rub the tip of my nose against his. Trust a male Piscean to tug sly and sure on your heartstrings. you know i'm true.
So very tired tonight. Sorry, Reznor. Your pretty mouth's just going to have to wait. So pretty.
Ari's going to die of happiness when she sees the cover of Drum this week.
My hair's flat. Flat hair is good.
*flops face first into pillow*
This song is so poignant, so haunting ... it hurts to hear. I never know whether I want to curl up with my cheek against his heart, eyes shut tight to the breath of him, or whether I want to huddle my j!blankie around him, kiss his eyelids shut and rub the tip of my nose against his. Trust a male Piscean to tug sly and sure on your heartstrings. you know i'm true.
So very tired tonight. Sorry, Reznor. Your pretty mouth's just going to have to wait. So pretty.
Ari's going to die of happiness when she sees the cover of Drum this week.
My hair's flat. Flat hair is good.
*flops face first into pillow*