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Feb 2018 · 174
Untitled
AS Feb 2018
Maybe.
Maybe not.
Maybe I can win this.
Aug 2015 · 300
5:55
AS Aug 2015
Treading water for what cost?
You know the tide will tire you.
You can always sail away.
Sail away, dear.
A.S.
Jul 2015 · 256
19w
AS Jul 2015
19w
Get me out of myself.
A.S.
Jun 2015 · 260
2:25
AS Jun 2015
"I know this is wrong," she said. "But it doesn't mean it's not real."
A.S.
Jun 2015 · 294
3:23
AS Jun 2015
"I want to believe it is..

was true;

even for just that moment."
A.S.
Jun 2015 · 294
To the Ground
AS Jun 2015
"I wanted to break you so bad...
But then,
I know I'll end up
wanting to fix you again."
A.S.
May 2015 · 245
5:02
AS May 2015
"It has been a really long while... You didn't even bother to ask how I've been," she said. "Perhaps that says alot about me. I am probably that disenchanting."
A.S
May 2015 · 225
2:31
AS May 2015
Well.. You know.. What's another cut.. I'll bleed but let's face it, I wouldn't bleed out to death. What's another cut in the chest if, in the contrary, it makes you feel alive.
A.S
May 2015 · 243
12:24
AS May 2015
"Let's exhaust ourselves until we have nothing else to give," she said. "Maybe then we can move forward without looking back."
A.S
Apr 2015 · 320
1:42
AS Apr 2015
"You're losing me," she said. "Everyday you give me reasons to cease whatever this is that I have for you."
A.S.
Apr 2015 · 231
10:41
AS Apr 2015
"Loving you scares the hell out of me," she said. "And although they say that you should do one thing everyday that scares you, I don't think my heart is built for that kind of beating."
A.S
Apr 2015 · 539
Mime: An Invitation
AS Apr 2015
Let’s meet somewhere safe and be lost.
We’ll inhale a new dimension,
And be exhaled to a different location.
We’ll speak with words no one can understand,
And dance with just the music of our breaths.
New worlds we’ll interpret with our skin,
Exploring every surface with just our touch.

Flood me with waves inside.
Fill me in with motion and fire.
I’ll break you as I consume you
And fix you up as I cease.

Will you come and mime with me?
A.S.

— The End —