February 2012
Things I Felt Bad About As A Child « Thought... →
I was jealous every time a classmate broke a limb or changed the color of the bands on their braces. I wanted their apartments, their pets, their magazine subscriptions, their divorced parents, the lunches their divorced parents packed for them. When my friend’s parents separated, she began to see the school’s guidance counselor once a week and one time, she took me with her. We played Connect...
emilyafricaa:
I’m home alone for the first time in centuries. I feel like I should run around naked or set something on fire.
when I’m inebriated the quality of my tumbling goes
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camillesaid:
One, we got the spirit
Two, we got the music
Three, we got the past
and Four, we got the future
and Five, we got some kind of Lust
Some kind of Lust, to return to the violence of the ocean floor
