I want my heart to stop in my sleep.
May 2013
2 posts
I can't breathe.
You know that feeling when you know you lost someone you care about more than anything? It’s enough to drive anyone to drink and never come back.
April 2013
26 posts
i want to see
the insides of your eyelids
i want to know
what it is like
when your eyes are closed
i want to taste the specific patterns
of green and purple and black
that come together as you fall asleep
and form your dreams
i want to see what you see-
so i can take the faceless monsters
and naked-in-public scrambling and
erase them
so i can make the flying
through the clouds
come true
