Tea Stirred EyesI asked if you wanted a drink when you came in, and you did. 'Water?' 'Yes.' We didn't say much. (We hardly ever did talk.) Instead, I found comfort in the neatly lined glasses, soldiers ready to head into battle, and poured us both a glass. I think the pictures of flowers and sunshine on the glasses are patronizing, but they were on sale so now we have twenty. Then you followed me silently, glass in hand, to my room. Our two glasses now stand stark at attention on opposite sides of my dresser.Tea Stirred Eyes
I am wearing the cardigan I bought on impulse in France because I think it makes me look pretty. Its crochet, I think, and a soft salmon
RedI think I want to be a bus driver when I'm older. I love buses. I don't ever want to become something boring when I'm older. Like a miner or a reader or a maker or a committeeman.Red
My mum says bus drivers always meet people - like old women who know loads of stories and powder their faces 'till they're white, like snow! And they don't have to read boring stuff all day or tell people off or make sure that everyone isn't happy like the committee people.
But mummy said buses are old. I've never seen one except the one my daddy made me.&
Car crash?Nothing.Car crash?
I can see nothing.
Still nothing, but an echo of sirens. A shot of worry climbs up my spine, like pain, from broken tooth on wet concrete. Covering every inch with a spinning crush; they say it is "just a passing phase". A flash of lights filters, and blinds. Its thunder is soon stolen, by the electric lights darting closer, louder. They're here, haunting me, next to me.
In me?
I'm aware of everything.
But my legs are stubborn. I need to run. Limbs outstretch like twigs with hands on end of arms, to reach through the darkness. As if I
LeakyYou're a leaky tap. I've been fixed a hundred times. Maybe you're always dripping confusion But I've been fixed a hundred times. This waters been purified.Leaky
Ice cold and prancing it's little nible ballet toes over my throat. Weak spot. Perfect Leap. All in time.
I rush to the bedroom just to cascade over the bed. Crash into your arms - Darling, you're soaking.
We're colliding with porcelain and the dust's flying up. Maybe you're always dripping confusion, But you've fixed yourself, I wish I could have helped. Ducktape and
real life
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"It is better to have lived a short life with glory...
Than a long, empty one." -Grovyle, Pokémon Mystery Dungeon: Explorers of Time and Darkness
<ripper> I told u I was hardcore - Internets an hero
basically never really
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muahahahahaha i see you .......................................
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if you cant see the bright side of life just polish the dull side
top towns on
zomg. this guys cock just popped out!!!
egh sorry. lets keep this g rated
im from auckland
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if you cant see the bright side of life just polish the dull side
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