| don't read. make your eyes happy. |


ceilings.Maybe.ceilings.
a subtle word that just slips, flows on your tongue and weaves meaning together. blending into your words. your sentences. your thoughts. your intentions. whispering lullabies that cannot be deciphered.
Never.
forever makes a better substitute. opposites can be so similar. irony plays with your mind. gripping you by the neck and blowing fairy dust in your eyes. permanent things never last too long.


let's make paper planes.perpendicular thoughtslet's make paper planes.
drew them
t o g e t h e r.
so did
p t a h r o a u l g l h e


foreverlines.i.foreverlines.
made up stories with
pretty words and
lines.
that go on forever.
[or happily ever after.]
let's all take
a shot at love.
most of us
have nothing
to lose
anyway.
take a shot.
maybe we'll
land
somewhere
even more
ostentatious.
maybe if i wish hard enough. i will. i will. i might. love without the merest hint of ostentatiousness. hard enough. maybe.
ii.
wishes never come true. wish, something
made of
vanity and greed. that will crawls u


StreetlightsWhen darkness dyesStreetlights
my whole world with shades of black
crickets ready their
bows for another
night of a dull
performance, that
never ceased to
make night time
last
thousands of miles
away, quiet thoughts
slip through. desperation
had looked more
endurable
[i'll fall asleep thinking of you and i'll wake
up thinking of you. and the time in between
never stopped me from
thinking of you]
| don't read. make your eyes happy. |


crashing.'think of yourself as a breath of air,' he tells me. 'compared to the overall atmosphere, you are tiny. insignificant.'crashing.
'but someone out there is breathing you in,' he continues. 'they're living off of you. you are the oxygen in their lungs, running through their veins and keeping them alive.'
i think that i'd be the polluted kind of air. the kind nobody wants. the kind that ends up killing people.
but i keep these thoughts inside.
.
'if i fell, would you catch me?' i ask, your fingers cold in mine.
'the crash is never as bad as they make it sound,' he says cryptica
| let's let our perpendicular thoughts meet. and watch art reveal itself. |
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"You go ahead and eat that Mr. Frodo, I've rationed it - there should be enough left."
"For what?"
"The journey home."
~Sam & Frodo ~LotR
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Never let your heart listen to the lies of your mind.
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"You go ahead and eat that Mr. Frodo, I've rationed it - there should be enough left."
"For what?"
"The journey home."
~Sam & Frodo ~LotR
my other site~ [link]
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I thought you said f o r e v e r over and over.
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Never let your heart listen to the lies of your mind.
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