Monday, March 28, 2011

you come along because i love your face

yesterday had so many words, but today is a completely different story. driving past headstones, holding my breath. you've got no grace, but you're everything that's interesting to me. we'd never match, not in the slightest. but if i said i cared i'd be more than lying. next time the words flow let's not forget to write them down. hoping something will work out - eventually.





for now..fuck. everything is too fucking passionate.