sometimes minutes go sooooo slooowllyy. like when i'm standing in the hallway, "monitoring" the halls, completely exposed to the passersby. and other times minutes go super extremely quick. like when i'm talking to the cute teacher in the copy room and i am completely awkward and stumble over my words and ramble on incessantly ( Read more... )

it is raining cats and dogs or that is what they call this type of weather. whether you believe me or not is something you will have to decide for yourself. the rain is overwhelming. it drowns the street. i am stuck inside this cafe to wait.i have no room for breath. this city is not what i expected. i am not what i expected. the things that i do ( Read more... )

This is the type of night when poems and words much more lovely than these are conceived. No doubt millions of words are being written into existence right now, trying to captureconvey the beauty that is tonight. Can you blame them? The orange. The purple. The blue. Light mixing together to create this fantastic sunset. Of course words will ( Read more... )

as i pass by a trampled red bow beside the curb and step on a fallen rose petal at the bottom of the stairs, i am reminded that today is the day of looovveee.

These fallen expressions of love turn my reluctant memory to past expressions of love that have now been revealed as expressions of only desiring to be in love. and i marvel at the clear ( Read more... )

i'm tired of acting strong.
what is left of my strength is languid
my resistance is weak

will You meet me even here?

there is this unnerving, unquenchable battlecry of my heart to see ( Read more... )

i am sensated with emotions throughout my entire body. it wiggles my toes and squeezes my knees. it twinkles my eyes and purrs my nose and sings my lips! my fingers tap and my hair grows and my cheeks glimmer red, and all the while my blood circles and rushes and my toenails grow so long ( Read more... )

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these kisses from these wavering lips are like daggers to your white face ( Read more... )

let's forget all implications of words
let's look beyond hidden meaning in looks, in glances
let's expose ourselves, strip ourselves naked
words are only used to fill up space
used to name something never experienced so you can see it only in part
because if you knew, if you felt, you would have never tried to bottle death in such a small word