it's out of a movie a crumpled note that she wrote her address scrawled out "let's hang out" i don't know why but her handwriting is the prettiest thing i've ever seen and i'm sort of flustered with the idea of being by her side
My beloved You make me for get my chores, the fact that I have a brain instead of a heart Belove I fantasize about kissing you, your touch, having *** with you, sleeping with you Beloved All I want is your smiling eyes, tender kisses and your gentleness
محبوبي أنت تجعلني أنجز أعمالي الروتينية ، حقيقة أن لدي دماغًا بدلاً من قلب محبوب أتخيل تقبيلك ، لمستك ، ممارسة الجنس معك ، النوم معك محبوب كل ما أريده هو عيناك المبتسمتان ، قبلاتك الرقيقة ووداعتك
a soft look, was drawn to my direction blushed cheeks, came towards me; that filled my madness a single touch, in every part that i could handle from you letting, every part of you in me.. just to repeat the moment again. and again.
It's something I find myself doing; is letting everything happen now so that in the future I repeat the memory again and again
Sew your ideals behind your ear and stitch your wishes above your heart Beware you'll never get what you want The flames will blow out before the candles even lit Hold on my friend your speeding towards a deadend Light always casts shadows but shadows never see the light Choking on pride because it's to hard to swallow gets you nowhere fast Open your lungs Cool your flustered cheeks If you rant till your lips are numb the things worth hearing flutter out mute Swallow your swollen pride For it has not a use but to bruise the inflated ego
Walking handstands on raw palms while longing for a spotlight that has been burned out for years
Mind barren, all clustered, perched up on the window sill. I'm shaken, I'm flustered even when I'm slow and still. Still as in no progress made, but my soul also sometimes feels as stiff as the corpses of yesterday. Am I already too far gone? Words and ideals of a ghost mixed with the living?
Jaded from your viciously captivating smiles, Ubiquitous yet blurred and vague, Stinging pain from this weird emotion, Thank you for the greeting, It made me happy just by seeing blue and white, Naivete has taken over me, flustered red.
It's my birthday. I'm usually blue but... I guess my heart's beating again. I'm exhausted from it though. Thank you, words can't express my gratitude.