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my friend is dead i have realized that my life means more than intoxication and cigarettes. whenever i'm with you, i'm never happy unless my brain is smothered in fumes or if beer rivers down my throat like a drain pipe until i'm clogged and leaking through my mouth. you were once a clear ocean until everybody else began polluting hydrogen with chemicals.my friend is dead by ~TempleOfSin
shed new faces i'm sitting here wondering why lying usually opens new doors for you. because whenever you decide to tell me the truth, another door closes permanently and i'm a few doors away from finding out who you actually are. you told me you conceal your interior house by strapping black curtains around your windows so nobody can look inside. you told me you never had one visitor because your souvenirs are ordinary and you're not unlike ordinary girls. and as much as you wish you never told me, i'm beginning to sort out each puzzle piece.shed new faces by ~TempleOfSin
you carry a bag with a journal inside that keeps reminding you that you have five different names and each char
we could be like venn diagrams i fall down a lotwe could be like venn diagrams by ~paperheartsyndrome
and while i'm laying back to the ground, somewhat starry-eyed with both my palms slightly grazed, i've been reduced to trying to explain the size of the sky to you. this is what i do when i have other things i should be saying but can't cough up right now. instead i'm mumbling about how the clouds have been wringing the bright blues of the sky dry with sapphire ribbons of raindrops for days. or about when you meet me at the shore and send shivers down my spine, all i can think about is how the sky never ends. i want to stand up and explain to you that i like my lightning without thunder and that i want whatever it is that's
Sta.sh
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Death is certain, its hour uncertain.
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I really should be studying.
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