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
Tenderi remember you.
To-Do List: September 201402-09-2014 Eight year old jealousy15-09-2014 Condoms and mushrooms19-09-2014 Icecream tips30-09-2014 Take me off your roster, I can't come out to play30-09-2014 She's not the kind of girl who does things in halves30-09-2014 Is not afraid of blood tests and enjoys black jellybeans
To-Do List: August 201408-08-2014 4am thumb wars08-08-2014 Red wine brush18-08-2014 Tell your mother i'm sorry
To-Do List: July 201415-07-2014 I think everyone's felt like they've wasted so much time
To-Do List: June 201406-06-2014 Listen to your feet08-06-2014 Nobody knows what a dinosaurs penis looks like08-06-2014 Cats, cuts, chai lattes and croissants
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the gravedigger's whistlesI still hear you inmy bones.Scraping andscratching a songagainst my veins,keep digging into the blooduntil it covers your face—pierce thoroughly thanfingertips and nailsso I won't hear anymoreof your graveyardromances.
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