April 2012
abstract-conscience asked: And there was this whole other universe right? They played hopscotch with grenades instead of rocks, broke into fits of laughter as they watched...
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Watching Out And Above
All along the watchtower, we sat, getting high and ignoring our responsibilities.
I was eating fistfuls of gummy-bears, orange and green and yellow and red and blue gelatinous artificial food-product sloshing around in my mouth like a water-colour image set to “semi-solid.”
She was crushing jawbreakers between her teeth, seemingly striking sparks from the force required to shatter...
Anonymous asked: Your writing makes me feel like your fingers are wrapped around my throat. Like every word is a promise for air, every syllable a lie.
eatsleepmoresleep asked: Don't get me started. If we're talking about a cookie, then it probably tastes like sex and coffee with ambient music playing in the background....wait.
untitledphases-deactivated20130 asked: She hid razor blades under her tongue....
Anonymous asked: Your sea is like jagged metal gliding slowly along my breasts, erecting my nipples with the desire for more and the cold touch of your steel.
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Why Can't You Just Leave Me Where You Found Me
Why don’t you burn me? Why don’t you burn me up, like fuel? Why don’t you burn me down like a house?
From where I sat, I could see a sea that looked like a sheet of metal reaching up towards the sky with little jagged fishhooks for hands. Reaching up towards the darkness of the sky, the thickness of the cloud above.
Yeah, she looked for all the world to me like a storm blowing...
keciasamethystheart asked: She had you cornered...
ordinarywonder asked: There's a murder of crows that wander around the park. They're making a killing, playing on my sympathy. I'm just a trail of bread crumbs that they devour with their eager beaks. They walk with me, down empty streets. I always thought I'd enjoy the end of the world... but what good is an entourage of righteous birds, with no one left to watch?
keciasamethystheart asked: There is a difference in the writing but to me its sort of the evolution of the writer. No ones writing is going to stay the same for long. What I can say is it's all undeniably you.
pasdesolee asked: I want to take your words and soak in them like a bath.
