December 2010
raw with love
ederlezi
I will remember your small room the feel of you the light in the window your records your books our morning coffee our noons our nights our bodies spilled together sleeping the tiny flowing currents immediate and forever your leg my leg your arm my arm your smile and the warmth of you who made me laugh again.
Charles Bukowski
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i'm interested in the idea of adding
brightly colored hippie clothes to my wardrobe,
goldfish in a mason jar to my room,
an afghan quilt to my bed,
a computer to my collection,
music to my ipod,
a new direction to walk on my moral compass.
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boyfriend or cuddle buddy??
don’t be offended if i don’t let you in right away
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“i don’t hate you, boy, i just want to save you while there’s still...”
– Savior, by Rise Against. eye just can’t get that out of my head.
they're jerking me around like a dick with...
eye am gonna miss home
finally severing ties that didn’t need tieing in the first place
hanging out with old friends and getting back with some of them
collecting music
enjoying the crapshoot weather
absorbing the colors
cruising around portland
couch-hopping and not sleeping
doing things that probably aren’t in my best interest
oh, and tumblin’
thank you for keeping life interesting :-)
there’s this silly mexican boy i wouldn’t mind having in between my legs right now. he’s not here right now
there is lots of boobs, bondage, mental...
keep up the good work
eye had a chance to get some nut after a 6 month dry spell, but i broke up with him instead
anglophonic.: I need to say something, and then... →
I need to say something, and then I’m stepping away from the internet:
Believe it or not, it is possible to question our government and still be a patriot. It is possible to be non-white, non-wealthy, not employed and still be a patriot. It is possible to care about poor people, homeless people, working class people…yes, even illegal immigrants…and still be a patriotic American.
Just...
eye am home now
do you think i’m sleeping in??
“You didn’t love her, you just didn’t want to be alone. Or maybe, maybe, she was...”
– Grey’s Anatomy (via thechocolatebrigade)