i cannot sink into your bed tonight i have to go my arms have to row your bed is soft and face is sweet and your gaze is true and your eyes are blue but mine see through
"i see in people, little details so specific to each of them... that wooed me and that i miss... and will always miss. i can never replace anyone because everyone is made of such beautiful, specific details. "
"And if you ever wonder why women are kind of an angry lot sometimes, it’s because every day we walk around consuming popular culture that is quite evidently made by and for somebody who considers us fuck-holes that cry a lot, and not a whole lot else."