(Robert Sexton)


My Saturday Night1.My Saturday Night
who are we, anyways, to be driving in my red fast car down my alley, taking polaroids of each other and hoping my parents aren't home. who are we, to park where no one can see us and run behind my house, unlock the doors to find ourselves alone. what kind of adoration flickers behind our peach flesh, what bravery hums into the deep recesses
of our already shucked hearts. there is nothing more to us than
sneaking into houses and pulling our clothes off on my parent's bed, nothing more than gripping the headrest and hoping that no one hears.
2. i am confused and you


blistering cold1. Things you are:blistering cold
the smell when i wash my face in the morning. the folds of my sheets, blankets and floors.
the scent of cold weather, the trod of blank stares, endless phone calls and the bitter drudge of coffee. you are between the window-slats,
under my finger nails. you are red angry lines down my back.
2. Things you do: cough. clear your throat. me.
push your finger tips into my skin
then pull my hair, bite my ear. it's all rough, it's only 7am, my hair is straight and my hands are tied and i am
wearing nothing but knee socks.
I need photos to edit/test/example for my PS actions. Hit me as soon as you get this! Love ya! Miss you &
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Weeping may endure for the night, but joy comes in the morning.
--Psalm 30:5b ♥
Best wishes for you and may you get every thing you want, because you definitely deserve it. Thanks for being such an awesome friend,
I love you. <3
~ Nina (:
it makes a long time i don't speak wth you !
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