I enjoy the way the chilled wind feels -- it makes me feel alive. The way the goosebumps raise on my pale legs reminds me that I'm human... Sometimes I just need a reminder.
nothing much. just an articulate answer to a pointless question.
It started off so very romantic but like a sad story it's becoming tragic. Turning the love that was made into *** that will fade. You're being pushed away but what's really being tested is if you will stay. Head keeps spinning all the day long and I can't seem to stop singing this song Choices are made day after day will you dance or walk away?
some of the “greats” are walking among us making eye contact upon our sidewalks sharing sweaty seats on our buses eating tempeh and salad at our cafés lying next to us, sleeping, in our beds we shop at their record stores throw dollars in their guitar cases curse their driving on our freeways art and history are presently in motion the past is just the place where we idealize them