Thursday, 3 June 2010

It's frustrating.



Maybe it's because you cannot sing Colbie Cailat songs,you cannot remember the lyrics i wrote on the paper.You do not even care to know whether i want you to do those things so very much.
You've changed.
So quickly.

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Jeff Bridges.

Jeff Bridges.

I hunger for your sleek laugh, your hands the color of a savage harvest,hunger for the pale stones of your fingernails, I want to eat your skin like a whole almond.

It's a hard warm place of mystery, touch it, but can't hold it

i cat you.

Locking rhythms to the beat of her heart, changing woman into life.She has danced into the danger zone, when a dancer becomes a dance.