I need to pick a flower to answer this type of question.

xo

Snow is bright, that is what they tell me. Snow is cold...that is what I know ( Read more... )

I want to live my life like a game of rock, dynomite, scissors Something Corporate song.

I want to know what it is like to feel liberated. I want to become famous but not sell out. I want to run as far as I can and see if someone will come to find me, and not be upset if no one does. I want to eat all I want and not gain a pound. I want tap water to really be green tea...with raspberry. I want to take grape jelly off the shelves ( Read more... )

blue eyed monstersStubbly burs sticking to the bottoms of my feet, to hold me to the ground. Trudging though the last place you'd want to be. Until they showed up. Those blue eyes, light but deep, sinking down to the ocean floor off every word held behind closed doors. Jittery, nervous words clinging to trains that speed off in the distance, ( Read more... )

The road outside is causing too much pain to walk on anymore. When I turned around, in the corner of my eye I see a door. I stepped quietly into a vacant room. Only me in a sickening white box with a mirror. The person I see, is not who I wanted to be. This image glaring back at me is used, broken, and abused. No matter how much I try to destroy ( Read more... )

"I like watching the city at night, it look like it's going down in flames"
"I always thought of it as glittering."
"I always thought of it as burning...sometimes I wish it would."
"I wish I could change your mind..."

I took a one way flight to the edge of my dreams. Fought fist to face for the window seat, so I could look around. And as I look I see the ground below. All I see all the memories that made me, me. Growing up too fast, and suburban dreaming of monoxide city life. With all the things I learned to run from. This time, it isn't me running, just trying ( Read more... )

His eyes seemed bright. Something he tended to try to hide. Behind closed doors he had dreams of planes in flight. When he kissed her goodnight, he said goodbye.

woman's curves fit perfectly into puffs of smoke ( Read more... )