It’s a shame you checked out before I decided to check in
Wednesday, March 4, 2015
eighty-five
You messed up my sleep cycle just like you messed up my
mind. I blame you entirely for blurry reminiscences and unannounced 4AMs.
Wednesday, February 25, 2015
eighty-three
Let’s walk on the edge of danger. Let’s flirt with the idea
of destruction. Let’s play in the ring of bad ideas. We’ll never be safe; but
honey, we’ll be bored.
eighty-two
Take me there, I beg you. I’ll deal with the bruises later.
Guide me to the very brink we both wanna see me jump from. I’ll be too
infatuated to blame you when I’m falling.
eighty
My heart’s relentless though. It refuses to be caged. That
kind of strength is really just weakness.
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