I’ve waited
I’m waiting
I’ll wait
but
for how long?
Bigger is better
And vinyl
is why I’ll
Dance and be fitter
Say what you will
Take pleasure in cheap thrills
I’ll be boomin’
and cruisin’
Call me a freak, a rebel, whatever
I’ll be one with my 9 inch vinyl record
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(Source: imstilllsearching, via jessybebop)
Living is simple in the moonlight
The pure white light peers through my brain
It turns my heart on; I know that I’m alive
It tells me which way
To go
The sound of thunder may be loud
But the silence of moonlight proud
(I wrote this. Visit my poetry blog here!)
(via xenxenia)
It’s said it takes seven years
to grow completely new skin cells.
To think, this year I will grow
into a body you never will
have touched.
By the fabulous poet Brett Elizabeth Jenkins. (She has business cards, woah.)
If Anything
If I could be anything Whatever the fuck that is If I could hear anything Calling my name If I could be anywhere Again, Where the fuck is that?
I’d be me
It’d be you
It’d be home
Basic Things For Charlie
It’s the oldest melody I made this for you
in the book
I’m the woodpecker
You’re the nook
Look!
See what I did!
It’s beautiful
Like when you say
It’s you who builds
sandcastles for sailors
and suits for tailors
A crown with no gem
A bud with no stem
It’s here
I’m here
We’re waiting for you
Place the cap
on this broken tune
Never Is A Long Time
This is the meaning Oh my god
of the moment
I know I love you
Whatever
But do I even
like you?
What is the pretense?
Can I
die
sweetly
now?
Untitled.
It’s that thing Where you forget how to breath It’s called _____________.
