i need a fucking adventure

Please know there are much better things in life than being lonley or liked or bitter or mean or self conscious. we are all full of shit. Go love someone just because, i know your heart may be badly bruised or even the victim of numerous knifings but it will always heal, even if you dont want it to, it keeps going. There are most fantastic, beautiful things and people out there, i promise. it is up to you, to find them

i just don't know what to do with myself

i want to buy a watch soon, but i hate clunky metal ones, so i don’t even know what would be a good find besides maybe the only working one in a suburban thrift store that once belonged to a crackhead named Tom and breaks within the day you bought the item. A watch could be a man’s livelihood. i’ve been watching too much Mad Men

fuck the society

It was your hair or your lips, the ocean breeze, a handshake full of fireflies and sparkling wine, otherwiseknown as a text book introduction. Dark hardwood floors, city lights, good coke, your black dress, the way it fits. We kiss and we are blood diamonds, chain-smoking, good in bed. The last elegant youth. You can buy almost anything, except the fact that when, i want something i find a way to get it, no matter what and without hurting anyone. Warch me, i will. It's like falling in love with the girl you never got in high school. On a sunny day with snow-cones, you say all the right things, not even hungry

what'd you say

you taught me what this feels like. And then how it feels to lose it. You showed me who I wanted. And then who I didn't. You ticked every box. And then drew a line. You weren't mine to begin with. And then not to end with. You looked like everything I wanted. And then became something I hated. You get thought of every day. And not in a good way. You let me leave. And then wish I'd stayed. You almost killed me. But I didn't die.

wishful thinking

I say that I won't touch you, but my fingers are liars. I tell you how I won't hold you, but my arms are going to hell. I promise I won't kiss you, but my lips break it. I let you know that I won't love you, but my heart has no conscience. And no part of me will apologize

The tales from the bar

You're just another story I can't tell anymore

what's new

Something has moved and bumped the cradle of everything. The world is out of sync. Birds fly backwards and the fish swim through the air. Hours pass like seconds and seconds pass like hours. The light fades before the sun leaves. The stars shine before the night falls. I am here early. You are here late