December 2009
62 posts
There goes the Fear
December 31st, 2008
My breath escapes me in tufts of steamy mist, permeating into the night air and blending in with the scent of the wet trees and asphalt. The air is fresh with the last rainfall, the roads are slick. Streetlights on every corner flash from green to yellow to red, without a car in sight. The only sound reverberating on this tired street is the sound of my weary feet and the boots that contain them.
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Is it time for a 2009 overview?
Roses are red, violets are blue. Fuck you whore.
Christmas
Merry Christmas darling, we’re apart that’s true.
But I can dream, and in my dream; I’m Christmas-ing with you.
Bitch, please.
He's Making A List
checking it twice
gonna find out who’s naughty or nice
Santa Claus is comin to town
He sees you when you’re sleeping
He knows when you’re awake
He knows if you’ve been bad or good
So be good for goodness sake
You better watch out, you better not cry
You better not pout I’m telling you why,
Santa Claus is comin to town.
Wow, does Santa sound like fucking...
Hey Bitch, I’m taking over your hometown.
I feel like I wouldn’t like me if I met me.
When you meet somebody and you just get that feeling like you’d known them...
– Lois Sullivan, Paper Heart (via movieoftheday)
I look into your eyes
Diving into the ocean
I look into your eyes
Falling
Like a wall of stars
We are ripe to fall
And if you are a ghost
I’ll call your name again
And if you are a ghost
I’ll call your name
You, always.
You know I look like a woman, but I cut like a buffalo.