February 2011
dazedwallflower:
littlemissdorkette:
faineemae:
Dear Twilight, I’m sorry, I can’t hear you over my amusement park. Sincerely, Harry Potter
ahaha suck it
January 2011
Rut
and winding and cranking and grinding brain cogs,
scratching away pleasurable timing,
now bleeding uncontrollably as a fountainous reminder of a wasting youth,
sitting down in front of a book full of lessons that he wants to teach himself.
God’s writers block eats.
My fingers are inked with a never regretful sigh -
those dreams that once spun and spun effortlessly in the free space...
I woke up early this morning to subconsciously...
DON’T ASSIGN READING
ASSIGN TUMBLR
Total road trip in like 6 hours.
Put your iTunes on shuffle.
foulique:
The title of the third song that comes up is the first thing you will be thinking the next time you have sex.
“Like Eating Glass”
“Good”
lol
Party Like it's 1999
anxioussparrow:
If you played with Barbies,
Polly Pockets,
Beanie Babies,
Tamagotchi,
Slip N’ Slide,
And Satan Furbies,
Listened to the Backstreet Boys, Britney Spears, NSync and the Spice Girls
On Hit Clips, a Boom Box, or a Walkman,
Collected and traded Pokemon cards,
Wrote with Gel Pens,
Wore butterfly clips,
And Snap Bracelets,
And remember...
Cocoon
Evidence of my loose consciousness lay buried
beneath the surface of my rusting creations,
breathing impatient breaths of an addict,
comprehending complicated visuals,
and emotions that are horrifyingly familiar -
loud emotions with a reputation like blood and tears.
But we hope to move forward this time
and finally evolve from this caterpillaring personality,
which drags for the ounce of...
