février 2012
21 billets
I want to make the rivers flow flow flow flow, until every eye is a feather from another eye but overall each is golden.
thesevespers:
All that I am is the story I tell myself
I am a moving monument of empty knowledge. Far away and distant is the shore.
There is a long road with a summer dress at the end of it, a tulip, perhaps, with wind through her fingertips stuffed under the dirt that covers the earth.
What I can’t see completes me; I am forever seduced by mystery, it assures what lies beneath. Me, me me.
likeloveadore:
I’ll admit I am bored with me I...
You are what “exquisite” calls for and nothing less.
Do we have our own gravity, do you think?
janvier 2012
51 billets
Want to hear some personal fucking history? Of course you don’t.
“We must bring our own
light to the darkness.”
“We are only wolves, ourselves.”
Most holy moons are unsure of themselves.
“My home is the sea.”
Primary 1 & Riton - Radiates
Tonight I’m going to forget about clothes.
I’m a creation of my own behavior.
