I Love The Beach So Much, If Theres One Thing Im Certain Of In My Life Is That Wherever And Whoever I

i love the beach so much, if there’s one thing i’m certain of in my life is that wherever and whoever i end up living up, it HAS to be by the beach. beach beach beach

nobody can find out how much i need love

the faint touch of spring, wings of a lapis dove

doomed, blooming tulips blanket my sight above

the ground on which i sit upon, alone, thereof

nobody can find out how much i need love

Calais

your heart rushes. my eyelashes flutter.

you both love and hate the lace of

my gloves, hugging my fingertips -

undeniable elegance obstructing

your skin from touching

mine. although, you could say the same

for the rest of my attire.

but we both know actions speak

louder than words.

i’m hungry <3

the psychology behind cutting your hair

my hair is living - like overgrowth on a grave cinnamon wine cleans my eyes foxglove stare the perfume veering wildly in my bedroom the mirror complicates my reflection and reminds me of a necklace in the silver coffer that lays forgotten i'm wearing you around my neck today you're etched into my soul the same overplayed CD i carved your name in each petal of my rose a white rose from adam she drunkenly takes off her top and poses in the mirror devoted to neurosis far too young to live the lamppost that forgets to turn off fresh air trapped between two blades so blunt, so dull she tattoos herself to never go out again barbed wire, northern lights i salivate salvation backing away from the mirror, my feet tremble over the pile of detached hair i am fatally female