Wednesday | December 17, 2008
will i still be creating these stories with you in mind, and in rooms space?
you know at least you fucking understand.. what it means to understand what someone is pouring to you,
a cup of good fucking ideals, dreams far beyond anything, oceans and seas with depths still pending,
meaning over flowing the bubble bath your taking. you play with the images my words make you think. little fingers creating pictures. No bullshit your damn good at what you do, your sarcasm is pretty, i just want to touch the beauty its made on your soul, and creases of face.
id give anything to be with your spaghetti-o self. as i said a 3 year olds meal of choice. Oh, and mine too!
no, i fuck you not.
you know at least you fucking understand.. what it means to understand what someone is pouring to you,
a cup of good fucking ideals, dreams far beyond anything, oceans and seas with depths still pending,
meaning over flowing the bubble bath your taking. you play with the images my words make you think. little fingers creating pictures. No bullshit your damn good at what you do, your sarcasm is pretty, i just want to touch the beauty its made on your soul, and creases of face.
id give anything to be with your spaghetti-o self. as i said a 3 year olds meal of choice. Oh, and mine too!
no, i fuck you not.
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