May 24, 2014
Ustyluh
My grandmother had smiling blue eyes camouflage for the unshed tear always hidden behind and now I know why.
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Ustyluh
My grandmother had smiling blue eyes camouflage for the unshed tear always hidden behind and now I know why.
Crush I’ve been fighting the urge to call you names over a loudspeaker in Pariser Platz which I wish they’d call a square because there’s something so much more formal and offensive about the implied pointed corners of perfection I’d like to stab you with.
New York
My family loves with daggers and knives they’ll go for your eyes compassion in rations sympathy is sin they’re in it to win.
22-2-08
I can still smell you on my fingers as you let go of my hand an ache too familiar to notice —a pattern— I can't feign surprise I hold my hidden wisdom accept your good-byes There’s solace in knowing deception —avert your eyes— I have triumph in holding the scent doesn't lie.
Boredom creates stupidity.
I tried abstinence. It didn't stop me.
La Fe
Rezar y el café son iguales a mi me gusta el olor pero no quiero probarlos.
Identität
You can't see me through your assumptions.