I can't remember arriving to work because I wasn't paying attention. I know the road far too well to plan it to perfection. I don't know the date, but it's been 52 weeks of reflection. My existence in the hands of this world. I felt it when I left High School, who am I …
I lived in a van for a month and it was a strange feeling being homeless but at home. I was exactly where I wanted to be, minimalistic living and in nature. Here is the first video of the experience, just click the highlighted writing and enjoy the first part. Atomic Sunflowers - Van Life
My veins are blue and connected in every single nerve and my heart pulses to the rhythm of my breath. My skin is white and my blood is red, just like you, one in the same. But I sit in the corner, the wild observer of the night. The one who listens instead of speaks. …
I never met you before, but I looked at you through the glass several times a year. You had eyes like the sky at twelve o'clock and a smile that could light up this whole town. I never met you before, but I could tell by the way your shoulders were strong and your back …
Is all we seem but a dream within a dream? I wake, shivering with sweat. The sun has not risen yet and the night is still. It’s raining outside and I look to my window. The rain is upside down in this world in the sky, in the clouds, in the trees. They're not trees, …
It burns. And I shower to make it stop but all I can think about is the touch of his skin against mine. Why, why, why does my body ache under the weight of the water? Will I ever feel clean again, the fragile hair on my arm sticks up against the cool night air …
People only want to know the glory of the man standing on top of the mountain. They want to see the hero, make up the story in their heads and ignore the truth. We all want to believe in the hero. We need to believe that he exists; believe that what we are striving for …
I used to know this girl. Who gave her love away. To every guy she met. And with all the games they played. She never seemed to cry. She never got upset. And one by one they came. And one by one they left. I thought that I could fix her. If she would let …
My ideal man after a long hard day on my feet would welcome me home with a warm smile and a soft kiss on the lips, He would have cooked dinner for us because he got home earlier than me, so I didn’t have to go hungry, He would have ran me a hot bath …
