Inhale my waves: 26 de mayo de 2013
Today is super baked and residual hiiighs and tiny writing. Poppyseed muffins, French, drawings, the collective as more than the sum of the parts. Antique pearly jewelry, found objects, scratchy pen scrawl, USE YOUR WORDS, use your worlds, inhale my aroma, inhale my waves and my lips and my neck and my ears, all these places are special places. I need a better game, I need a better word to fill my gaps and swiss cheese holes and loosening brain, miraculous perceptions of minimal consequence; A minuscule moment in time, illegible handwriting, blowing bubbles, foxes, the menstrual cycle, burps, video games, not wearing a bra; Coffee stains never fade away they are always present in the minds of the posterity.
word salad catharsis: (un poema de amor en otro tiempo)
I will never love you (if you love me back). Your words: poised, calculated, analytical; Your inexplicable non-existence; Your cataclysmic mind-cum: sloppily verbose, intrusive, aggressive. Your delphinium eyes and jagged grin.
Rainy day coffee shop = “These are the vibes we were looking for!”
“fractured poets and unemployable misfits; deviant romantics.”
I want to be one of those people that idolizes others, and follows them around and emulates them, and at the same time is considered a good friend. Maybe I am one of those kinds of people. I know I am attracted to Alex and Kaia because I both idolize and intend on emulating them. I assume they feel the same. Wot? Lol, too high.
I have a certain magnetism about me and those I influence wish to emulate me, as I wish the same of them.
Do you like yourself more than you like other people?