Monday, March 3

| F. Scott Fitzgerald |



"Her heart sank into her shoes as she realized at last how much she wanted him. No matter what his past was, no matter what he had done. Which was not to say that she would ever let him know, but only that he moved her chemically more than anyone she had ever met, that all other men seemed pale beside him."


| photos from Salt on the Rocks |

Wednesday, February 12

b e / m i n e


0 2 / 1 2 / 2 0 1 4


FINDING IS LOSING SOMETHING ELSE.
I THINK ABOUT, PERHAPS EVEN MOURN,
WHAT I LOST TO FIND THIS.


Thursday, December 26

t o r t u r o u s

So leave me in the cold
Wait until the snow covers me up
So I cannot move
So I'm just embedded in the frost
Then leave me in the rain
Wait until my clothes cling to my frame

Wednesday, November 27

1 1 / 2 7 / 2 0 1 3

 
 
 
 
I think I might've inhaled you
I can feel you behind my eyes
You've gotten into my bloodstream
I can feel you flowing in me
The spaces in between
Two minds and all the places they have been
The spaces in between

Sunday, November 3

1 1 / 3 / 2 0 1 3


n o s t a l g i a

 
Getting the air inside my lungs is heavenly.
We're starting out with nothing but crippling doubt.
We'll rest easy.
I've suffered a swift defeat.
I'll endure countless repeats.
The gift of memory is an awful curse,
with age it just gets much worse,
But I won't mind.

Sunday, October 20

1 0 / 2 0 / 2 0 1 3

 
 
 
 



Cheer up, honey, I hope you can
There is something wrong with me
My mind is filled with silvery stars
Honey, kisses, clouds of fog
Shoulders shrugging off
Cheer up, honey, I hope you can
There is something wrong with me
My mind is filled with radio cures
Electronic surgical words

Friday, October 11

o v i e d o


Now maybe some things are better left unsaid
But if you wanted to test that out, well, yeah, I guess, I could've said.
But there were nights in bars that I recall
Your breath was courage laced with alcohol
You leaned in, you said,
"Make music with the chatter in here
And whisper all the notes in my ears."

Saturday, October 5

6 / 2 1 / 2 0 1 2

I guess the change in my pocket wasn't enough
I'm like,
FUCK YOU
 And fuck her too.

Wednesday, September 18