To-Do List: February 201502-02-2015 FCFB banana juice02-02-2015 Standing up like an old lady02-02-2015 Sleepy little suburb02-02-2015 My weeks revolve around thursdays06-02-2015 Laughter on trains07-02-2015 A goddess, poetry and a fallen angel09-02-2015 Propensity for density15-02-2015 Ask your mother about a black and white cat16-02-2015 Dogs at patting height16-02-2015 Pumpkin porn18-02-2015 For as long as it lasts because that's not forever18-02-2015 How many people are just people? or do we all have gods inside of us.27-02-2015 The difference between knowing and not knowing is tears
A Cat's Promisefor as longas it lasts
Mot Familiarwe will walkin the shadowstogetheryour lightand our darknessforever
To-Do List: January 201504-01-2015 She wakes up to hear the rain04-01-2015 A hand full of lube07-01-2015 Missing leather09-01-2015 Two words are better than three09-01-2015 The things we do for flapjacks13-01-2015 The sudden absence of rain15-01-2015 She sees the world through uv filters18-01-2015 Breathe through your emotions18-01-2015 Always crying on trains.21-01-2015 Jenny. Her name is Jenny.22-01-2015 So many pretty girls that she's never going to be.28-01-2015 Bed sheet imprints
It's Easy Pip!you just keep going.how else you gonna getto where you wanna be?
To-Do List: December 201408-12-2014 He leaves no smell in her bed08-12-2014 With little to no resistance08-12-2014 She doesn’t lose him because he is not hers08-12-2014 The words and the truth are different10-12-2014 Blood and skulls and pastel rainbows11-12-2014 My love for classical music will never die.14-12-2014 God i have so much to say, i wish i had less to day.16-12-2014 Vagina enemas16-12-2014 Going to sleep sticky18-12-2014 Sometimes ‘i miss you’ means ‘some part of me still loves you’ and it fucking sucks.18-12-2014 Oh god these feelings.18-12-2014 Still fucking madly in love with the U S of you18-12-2014 The softest saggiest balls18-12-2014 Writing notes in quick succession. You still have that power.18-12-2014 I want to go to a photography exhibition and fall in love with peoples faces until my heart aches.18-12-2014 Thank god for oceans22-12-2014 Silly little love grins22-12-2014 Two doors open on door closed25-12-2014 Burning incense to be reminded
Where I'd Rather Beone stepbackand tothe right
To-Do List: November 201405-11-2014 She can make you hard just by not looking at you07-11-2014 Glitter, flour and tears07-11-2014 A 50s housewife and a pet09-11-2014 Sitting next to myself in thirty years10-11-2014 Crying for Beak10-11-2014 Johnnie walker red and coffee10-11-2014 Nerdy boys10-11-2014 Hip hops and floodies11-11-2014 Poly bi sissy boi slave girl pet thing11-11-2014 How many labels is too many labels?!11-11-2014 Happy to be a familiar13-11-2014 Tuna sandwich14-11-2014 Butter menthol girl19-11-2014 Midnight chores23-11-2014 What did moths used to flock to before man existed?
To-Do List: October 201402-10-2014 Paint splattered boots04-10-2014 Babies, dogs and street art05-10-2014 Paint and beers05-10-2014 And just like that, I lost an hour08-10-2014 Water girl13-10-2014 Pretty little rope marks13-10-2014 All these broken men13-10-2014 I always feel like I am entering the relationship with someone, they are never doing it back to me.13-10-2014 He growls like you did.13-10-2014 Pavlov was wrong16-10-2014 Winking at children19-10-2014 Dust bunnies are honourable19-10-2014 Also works great on butts19-10-2014 She keeps her toolkit with her make up24-10-2014 Pineapple and minestrone soup24-10-2014 One step behind and to the right26-10-2014 You have to stretch to get anywhere in life26-10-2014 Putting clothes on just to take them off again29-10-2014 Blubes and strawbs29-10-2014 Getting stoned and eating chicken kievs
five things they don't teach you in highschool1.it's okay to fall in love.i mean, they tell you you're never goingto marry your high school sweetheart and i'm not goingto tell you it's a liebecause it's not. you guys will probablybreak up and is gonna hurt like hellbut you'll be okay. remember, you are not the only onewho has felt loneliness like a knife,the only one to know the pain of lungs collapsingbecause they were your air,and you will never be the only one who whispered"i love you" two lives too soon.you will not be the last one to have tuckedhair behind their ear and leaned in for a kissor the last one to wake up reaching for a hand that's no longer there.but it's okay.2.your favorite book will not always be your favorite.like you, it will change over timeto something unrecognizablethat gives you only a vague nostalgia in the tips of your fingers.flipping through the pages will neverfeel the same again.you will learn to love something new;your next favorite will teach you something about you
Yes, I Have a PenisYes, I Have A PenisDo not assume (if I hold the door for you),that I am making a statementabout your inabilitiesto open the door for yourself.If you hold it for me,I'll say 'thankyou'.Do not assume (if I pay for the meal),that I am underestimatingyour earning capacityas a woman.If you invite me out for a meal,you're paying.Do not assume (if I defend your rights),that I am belittlingthe attempts that you have madeto defend your rights yourself.If you defend my rights,I'll consider you human.
Insanity needs companyand now I’m stuck here,pondering,how the walls becamea veiny sight-(could the cause be me calling outyour namein the middle of the night?)and alone I stand here,wondering,how my feet gotnailed upon this floor-(do you hold my ankleslike an anchordoes the shore?)and I know it’s been thirteen yearssince you were here at all,according to the hash marksdrawn in chalkupon the wall,but I can’tlet goof our memories,that hauntme everydayso for now,I’ll let the doc declare: Insanity needs company.
how to maybe fall in love1.you don't. at least,not at first, not for you; you sitin the back of the room and kindof admire the waytheir laugh shakestheir shoulders back and forth,rhythmic mimicry found unrhyming, unrehearsed. it's refreshing, you think.and slowly maybe you realize that hey, theyaren't too bad looking and hey, youkind of like the way their eyesdart away if you catch them looking at you,and hey.you feel your heartbeat for the firsttime in years.2.you think you might like them.kind of. maybe. you really don't know, but youlike to think you do(because if you wish hard enoughsome fairy godmother you knowdoesn't exist might help this existential crisis goingon that consists of holy hell how do i DO this-).but you like to think you know what you're doing.and so you go on adate, then two, then three, and you findyou really like that they hold yoursmile in their eyes and hey, maybeholding hands isn't like being trapped like you thought.you learn everything ane
quit trying to fit people into boxesmy birthday is at the end of marchwhich means i'm an ariesthey say that the ram is the leader of the pactthe first signenthusiastic and energetic aggressive, take-chargepeople born under aries areknown to take actionthey're not known to spectate idlywhich is odd becausei've always felt like ispent my whole life painting people up in my headwatching the world rather thanbeing a part of iti'm a dreamer, an idealistpersonality type infpan introvert whosefeelings make up their realityinfps are known to build up worlds inside themselvesin order to escape their own mindwhich is odder stillbecause i'm an honest realist(with pessimistic tendencies)and i revel in my situations through writingrather than running away from them in my headat my core i'm full of passion and ragelayers of shyness revealingan angry person who can bequite outspoken around those she's comfortablei'm complicated, basically.i am a complex arrangement ofnature's codes and che
Brown Eyes Compliments, and AnalogiesBecause I'm sick of people saying there aren't any.Your brown eyes are like the deep intoxication of campaign wine, bubbling with hazing richness and expensive taste.Your brown eyes are like the color of mahogany wood- comforting and home-steady toughness that lets me know you will be the beams of supporting me.Your eyes remind me of Dove chocolate, smooth, creamy, delectable, and melting.The color of brown eyes remind me of mountain terrain and nature, something subtle, but beautiful in every form and season.Brown eyes make me think of Devil's cake, taunting and tempting, curtained by black lashes, the symbol of rich seduction.When brown eyes delve in love, they become the color of a leather book, promising a story of loyalty, long-life, and devotion.Your brown eyes remind me of mysterious secrets, dark to cover the pain of ignorance, opaque to cover to want of another.Brown eyes are like the stable ground, steadier and prepared to embrace you when you fall, into a nurturing a
Not TweetingI was hereway beforethose twits were.