I'm not sure what I was doing with the title, I was starting to type "well well well", but then "warehouse position" popped up and well that sounded alot better than one I've probably used three thousand times before ( Read more... )

1.) I love the way it smells! The way the place bustles with infinite flame and laughter, big brown bodies that have seen more days than I can even imagine roam around cracking the whips at the younger ones. I wish I would've grown up with you, warmed by the belly you rock, my ear to it like a shell, i'd hear the ocean as you whispered stories of ( Read more... )

1. I've been in many conversations in which I recall a day, fun, sad, normal days with friends that apparently never actually happened, I've been writing my own life story, apparently, while my body is living another ( Read more... )

I used to date this boy, he was a real two timin' asshole. The kind of guy who shouldn't get as much pussy as he does because he's got almost nothing going for him besides a fluent sentence and hard cock. This came as no surprise to me, he fought for five years to get into these jeans as I'm not entertained by loud-mouthed, stumbling, almost fat, ( Read more... )

of course right as I'm about to get honest with myself, cat called (my best friend).

Love, love, lalalalalove. Is that all anyone cares about anymore? And not the real stuff, not the head over heels, I want to know why you hate the scent of lemon, and the way you like your coffee love, more like, hey this friday night I've got nothing to do, and maybe if you're a good enough fuck you can stick around for the next couple friday ( Read more... )

I guess we should have known from the first song that played when our lips met. Steadier footing, my ass. “You quit this winter’s past, I tried twice before, but like this it just would not last” dum dum, dada a dum ( Read more... )

and this is the side opposite from classic rock:




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Reminiscing in the drizzle of Portland, I notice ( Read more... )

I thought the missing you happened while we still slept next to each other. But maybe I was just being foolish by thinking that opening my eyes to all of your evils would make you unappealing completely. Or perhaps I'm just at that month/month & half date where the bad has stopped hurting and all there is to think about is the okay times we shared ( Read more... )