today's card

obsessed with this!!!!

turn it around

too high i wanna come down.
don't remind me
im too old, to be younger again.
if i had, if i could turn it around.
the world is a scary place,
let me out now.
the feeling when you made it,
or the feeling when you are in
too deep, don't lick your lips.
the taste isn't sweet.

POEM.

girls dance in the meadow, barefoot.
weeds between their toes,
swinging back and forth.
butterfly kisses & a yellow sky.
clouds scattered above.

Poem.

Numb thoughts.

Numb words.

Numb feelings.

Numb thighs.

Numb fingers.

Numb eyes.

Numb world. 

mhmm... i luv u donald

electricity.


im the nerdiest girl
you know.
here i am
you know me
with my notebook
one hand has a pencil
girls want to see me
only when im happy
but i don't have money.
open up the window
come in here
i got beer in the fridge.
only your hero
ill go one to zero
come to me
light up like three blunts
and we down
don't say no
the girl in the front is a hoe.
and i know that for sure
her favorite band is the cure.
keep it coming
count to three
we see how you be.
get out of here.
you don't even understand me.

poem.

The future of us lies on your door step.

Signs that are clear, others not so much.

I’ve fallen further from our love, the beginning.

I can’t explain what I feel, I know you understand.

The distance between us has grown, far. 

Our love is fragile and deep as our Earth’s veins.

Wash your sheets.

The taste of you lingers within my smile.

Lips that touch are as beautiful as an angel’s cry.

I can’t be mad at myself for loving you. 

Oh, I can’t be mad at myself for loving you dear.

Clover Field full of LOVE.

If you can’t find love in anything, you’re looking in all the wrong places.

Side streets travel at the speed of light, between unknown callers and chewing gum.

Headlights don’t look like headlights anymore and I lost my only key.

If your eyes can’t see the sunshine only darkness lives within.

I can’t understand why you feel this way towards my soul; dead.

I’ve done nothing but give you love and support your mad ideas.

Pencils with no erasers, how am I supposed to fix my mistakes.

Mistakes I’ve made in life and also on paper, I’m not perfect and I know that.

Wind that blows between my hair and neck, it reminds me of you. 

The shape of the words that come out of your mouth make me fall in love again.

small death by an angel.

birds on my shoulder and rings on my fingers.

on Tuesdays I usually want to punch myself.

the small light of hope within hours of thought.

confused, i will wander the city under bright lights.

reasons not to be alive, i can't catch doubt here.

dead beat dad.

bumble bee colonies are getting destroyed.
i just heard a scream from in the woods.
the voice i heard was deep and haunting.
i feel the branches of a tree wrapped around me.
the voice of a women said something quiet.
and soft to me, she held up empty hands.
nothing, no sound, nothing.

lines that run.

candle burning, flames close to the heart.
she hears her name called in the distance.
her angry brow and her heavy soul,
the shadows are deeper than holes.
twisted with innocence and rare love.
foreshadowed with lies and loneliness. 
run as close as you can to the flame,
till you feel your lungs bleeding.
she is in love with a man who only 
wears a hat on Sundays.

 tonight's vibes....
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=H_TJs9vH0ow

heartbreak in the city.

I know someone with the same name as you

His favorite color is blue and his mind is deeper than a canyon

the thing he likes the  most is his guitar and his rings.

Rings are the things she left him, when she ran away.

The girl was delicate yet beautiful, her soul was too.

The knobs on his doors reminded him of her.

the shape  Of shadows that linger on the midnight skyline

speak to him the same way her lips spoke soft sentences.

Seems that everything between strawberries and

sidewalks remind him of her.