May 2013
2 posts
"i fucked t— c— and all i got was this shitty...
let me tell you that i’m fine with one hand in yours & the ephemeral validation of four wheels on the road. i am leaving, always and require the patience of a compass the needle of which may break but returns, broken (perhaps undesired) to its origin. please forgive my quiet fluctuations  the hesitant stretching slip of growing green grass from a silent strong sad love i lost. you can...
May 25th
"intentionally untitled"
life proceeds as it always does with boys teaching girls to need them. i stopped by the lake to gaze at the sky the infinite opposite of narcissus.  the instagram delusion. the existential throb. the syncopated nausea.  i watched. a rope in one hand and two in the other i braided my quiet desperation into the warm fractured vessels of your steady gaze. are you sure, i asked. no, i am human. i...
May 5th