use me up,
use me up,
taper off
and i'm had.

...

there is something with us that feels so... unfinished.

let me know if your heart's still beating.

'i drew a heart around the name of your city;
it is all treasure, it is all headache.'

-wesley eisold, 'hearts' & '11/00'.

"How I love remembering, even more than living." -Federico Fellini

i feel afraid to even whisper your name.

i want to go to paris. (and i know, i know, it's cheesy and over-rated, but) i want to sip red wine and take a photo with the eiffel tower and maybe fall inlove a couple times with men who are tall and skinny like the cigarettes they smoke ( Read more... )

You're a part time lover and a full time friend ( Read more... )

My heart is the strangest thing. it really is. it tells me things in tiny little pieces every day so i have to wait for ages to figure out what, if anything, i'm feeling. and it's no different with him, unfortunately. we're just waiting for time to take its course, but it's always a complication when there's a third party. bloody hell, i could be ( Read more... )