[butterflies don't belong in nets]

Oct 29, 2003 22:36

sidewalk markets locked up tight
and umbrellas bright on a grey background
there's oil on the puddles in taffeta patterns
that run down the drain
in colored arrangements





for the record, i have the best boyfriend, ever.



and clearly josh loves us, too.



and we love him back.



haha friendly's, we always end up at friendly's :)



the classic academy bus scene.





when the world ends
we'll be burnin' one, ah
when the world ends
we'll be sweet, makin' love
oh, you know, when the world ends
i'm gonna take you aside and say
"let's watch it fade away, fade away..."

if only you knew (or i knew) exactly what you do to make me feel this good.
that orange light exploring the space between our bodies (is there?) -
the skin stretched over the buldge of your ribcage and how your the curve of your lips rewrites my history - and somehow, even in your absence, everything makes sense.
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