when you’re going down the momentum is compelling to the point it almost overwhelms you at the bottom
tailored finely to be worn proudly on the dance floor on the moon over top-shelf martinis over the rainbow
this shirt screams “i’m not still fucked up from last…
A long lone bicycle ride there. I have to stay off the booze. I have to stay off Facebook.
sound becomes idea phenomenon of music as to hear a soul
submerged so deeply in abysmal woes of self he makes his last choice
i would never get my bar back so i went back waiting outside the entrance for m… to stop myself
he does not to leave the vine out of any loathing for his kin he simply can not stay waiting around to turn to raisin knowing that out there somewhere
watching horror films on vhs with gramma saturday nights
he speaks to me through early Alic… only with darkness does light shine and
when the rest of the world seemed… and the invisibility of god was to… i turned to a puppet a stuffed brown dog i had named Gr… i confided in him earnestly
streets become narrow and sidewalks vanish layers are important heavy socks and the right pair of boots
he came out of the New Orleans shadows first went the grocer and
i have to take my fair share of th… loved this song from the moment i heard it and shouldn’t be surprised that she loved it too
it misses the way we use to sit and breathe together inhaling and exhaling