Breakfast, Lunch, And Dinner Is For Beginners. You Ain't Even Know.

i'm an open book but some of my pages have glued together it's like I can feel the blood beating out of my veins while your fingerprint fades away

and every break up song I could ever write has already been written because all the love I've ever felt has been cliché   that fit something out of a show or fairytale   or movie (that didn't have a happy ending) and those stories you were taught as a child about stereotypes and the who's who what am I supposed to do when things can get so construed   and I have no way of reading anymore and every story seems to have the same ending while we all stretch and bend the truth and the things we hold inside while blurry thoughts misguide or help to get out what's on our mind next day, back to the same old grind

with heavy hands and a mind with wings let's see what a new day brings

#NowPlaying Recover - Cid Rim Remix by CHVRCHES

Fun hangz by the fire. I sit in wonder, feeling like some warped wire. Eyes stare back at me across the room. All along every curve and tangle in the wallpaper you so purposefully placed. Mixed feelings follow the sad blues and vibrant hues. It’s laced. It’s poison seeps in all too conscious in its stream All the while my eyes glazed and gleam. I’ve lost that part of me that had any sort of control Once the flowers start to dance and notice the picture as a whole We become more self aware to the fun house mirror of a life While the fire reflects something distant in the strife When we contemplate the right and wrong and the depth of the universe This is the new generation, and we decide things and our bodies cursed Sweeps and scraps across the night to cleanse our soul slowly The brush burns, it twists and turns into more than unholy.

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"A man searching for paradise lost can seem a fool to those who never sought the other world."

Jim Morrison

I Have A Dream...

And that is to trip balls with someone/some people and tie-dye the shit out of some clothes, paint on whatever we call a canvas, write poems and songs and sing-alongs, just turn into Andy Warhol faries and creatures of the night. Let's get creative, people.

oh my god, you guise i had a pretty tough n long day, n i just took a rip off a blunt, then took my first sip of some pink wine and instantly the sun came out it was the most perfect thing i just needed to share this

ya'll bitches get a first sneak preview at my new Friday the 13th tattoo still fresh off the table