Saturday, 24 July 2010

my typical day.

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kiarassauro: (via istilldontgiveafuck, darkmindbrightfuture)

I lay in bed and listened to the rain.I went for a walk when it's not a perfect day.I watched people.Sitting on the balcony and i could see people in every direction.Tall people,short people,hotties,redhead alike.I caught a glimpse of bare skin on a stranger,of course a manly guy,in coffee shop.I made yellow lights,it's one of the most common simple pleasures i could do to comfort myself.I made brief eye contact with a guy on the way to bus station.I was rude to the boy having a crush on me.I swore.I disobeyed my parents,who're always complaining about their kid.I was feisty and grouchy.
And the night comes.and i do nothing apart from swallowing these shits that life eagerly gives me.
I feel like shit.

3a.m

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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.