Pretty girl

Pretty girl Sep 2017

Some people say that mirrors show us the future and some say that they show us an alternate universe
When I looked in I saw eyes
and
In mine I saw uncertainty
I did not know whether I wanted to live or die happy

Pretty girl Aug 2017

Value creation in its entirety.

We had candy hearts and you were walking poetry
we spoke the language of eyes I see humans but no Humanity
Rainbows are gray to black and white in between
shoes are on the other foot but fitting it can't be
TV for sir television and televisions show images but the images are figmants of a mad mans imagination
His name is God
That's what we call him at least
we're his ****** up creation
I am backround not backbone
Actors are cast in my own dreams to play me because i was not perfect enough to play myself
Now children... When i say the language of eyes i mean instead of lips we met minds because of our thoughts curiosity
Our tongues did not lock but instead they flow freely
"The man" wanted us stuck not in control so he gave us color protectors but i like using crayons cause they're messy

Pretty girl Aug 2017

"in 1924 she published a short memoir of her husband"

Someone once told me that time was not real
Made up
Just some concept but i believe he is in denial
The evidence is in the aging faces around us
It is in birth and death
and i find it so wonderful how beautifully helpless we are
You will die and in a while there will be no one to remember how good your mother's homemade pies were
or that you could do ALL of your splits But we have memories of eachother although we die at least we go together and... To me that is enough.

Pretty girl Jun 2017

JUST frIends

Im ready for you...
I always have been

Don't worry
I know the system is wrong
The whole **** system is wrong

But

I know what we are
I know what we're not

I won't let my irises bleed and the falling collect on my pillow

I wont let it turn to dust and waft around my room

I won't let my loneliness keep me company every night

I will not breathe the air that you exhaled into my life

I'll let you touch with no feeling because you made yourself clear

So tonight when you call me i will listen but not pay attention because when you hand somone your happiness and they leave

They take your happiness too

Pretty girl Jun 2017

Yeah...

I miss the "we" we were before there was just me

I.miss.us

Pretty girl Jun 2017

Inside out

Im dying...
But we all are
Bodies ticking time bombs
Fruit slowly going rotten
Inside out
Outside in

Im depressed
But we all are
Because he told me i just felt too much
My depression was just my sadness and my imagination playing tag all over the play ground that was my thoughts

My words were hot lava so them we'd never touch
I was simply sad and could not find sentences so that meant my feelings simply did not exist

So... When i say that i am dying i don't mean generally

I mean my opinions of myself betray me
And i love hating myself for all that i can't be
Perhaps i should
just leave