January 2010
7 posts
i'll be the best girl you never met.
hello, my unrequited love.
my life is boring
oh well.
WHAT DO I DO WHERE DO I GO?
nobody knows.
i wish i had insomnia
so that when i closed my eyes, i could pretend to sleep. fool the clouds. fool the world.
they told us it was fate
and tied us together
failed to mention
it was doomed to begin with
so when the stars started to fade
all we could do was fall
and lose ourselves
remind me again. →
ashley, and then some
(or, there is a boy in my world somewhere and somehow, and i wish he’d drop like ash) his elbows dig into his thin sides like sticks glued too close its origination, and collarbones jut out against his smooth pale skin, just so delicately sloping it takes pains to actually resist running your fingers along the long descents. he’s way too skinny for your taste, perhaps his flesh was...