

writingsI want to always be writing words across my skin with strong black ink. Words of love upon my hips and words of hope around my waist. Words of anger and hatred and fury on the bottoms of my feet. Sad poetry all about my thighs and sweet poetry up and down my arms. On my ribcage I'll write bird-bone words and on my stomach I'd write silken words of praise. I'd write strength on my shins and speed on my calves. I'd write blessings on my hands and a warning on my face. Then I'd paint words into black feathered wings on my back and fly away.writings
Why I write in pen: I like the


The Moon is a DrugThere is something about the moon and his pure pearlescent shimmer that makes my heart tighten in my chest. My lungs lock up and my stomach curls itself into daisy-chain confusion. Maybe its his cold, distant knowledge-all the years and hearts he's stood guard over-that injects gasoline rainbows into my spider-coral veins. At night, I walk smooth stone pathways beneath rusty streetlamps, just getting to where I'm going and minding my own business. But the moon is always watching, and the heroin glow of his alabaster silhouette arrests my attention. I stare at his pale thin face, and somehow I cannot tear my gaze from his. He sings to me in whThe Moon is a Drug
thank you so much!
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'!everybody knows that life can be wonderful!'
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if wishes were fishes, the sea would be full
sorry if i post it at reply, i can't post on comment box.
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i'm not afraid to die. but i'm afraid to dry./
"Je ne suis pas daccord avec ce que vous dites, mais je me
battrai jusqu? la mort pour que vous ayez le droit de le dire"
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if wishes were fishes, the sea would be full
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'!everybody knows that life can be wonderful!'
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if wishes were fishes, the sea would be full
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if wishes were fishes, the sea would be full
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