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Thursday, June 17, 2010
move away with me.
sometimes, italics can really make the right words hit you so hard.
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hi kids!
magic magic magic.
carrying some very large watermelons.
take me there.
these are the only things that matter. these days ...
21st amendment.
he was very excited about carrots.
the skies were bigger than i ever thought it could...
move away with me.
big change.
you really ought to consider.
tell me a story about tomorrow.
dance hard.
two fireworks.
we don't want to go where we get old.
we are all alive.
dear aquarius.
i lost it.
this morning.
a face that tells stories.
go.
behind every beautiful thing.
holy moly.
i suppose it'll all make sense when we grow up.
this could present a problem.
but i still hear them.
wanna fly?
i am ok, even though i am not ok. i am ok.
like secret road maps of their personal histories.
you don't have to worry.
people have scars.
it take's time to realize your life's just what yo...
ask any llama or deer.
and all your bad days will end.
when we love, we look pretty.
it's what you've got.
when there is nothing left to burn you have to set...
throw her in the water.
perhaps a singing bird will come.
my love story.
friday 11.01.2008 (-).
it's better to burn out than to fade away.
you're too young to be this empty, girl.
run and run and run.
i am trying to be a better person.
change and improve the words.
when the rain washes you clean.
watch it burn.
i don't really know what kind of girl i am.
her galaxy came raining down.
such high hopes.
you know me.
chocolates & cigarettes.
by nine.
the people in charge.
little, little.
keep us together.
i was a kaleidoscope.
i've changed a few times since then.
soon is good.
you will have to go slowly. you will have to learn...
my love blooms when it's gone.
a whole other story.
those glossy eyes.
not delusional; hopeful.
i will try again tomorrow.
tiptoe through our shiny city.
lovely ran through her veins. she always wondered ...
unrequited love handles.
her heart will never be broken.
the middle room.
never twice.
don't wait to be sure, move, move, move.
eac comber.
comme ci comme ca.
love will tear us apart.
a good bun.
boys don't cry.
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