jonnyhood

"Let not sadness drip upon your weeping dream,
If it would,
For me to be,
Your servant's temperate mule,
Closen your joy to my love...
It would be my most happy, humble state...

but for right now, I'll just close my eyes and pretend
that it's possible, to learn from beginning to end
the unnatural shapes that our lives have to bend
until the flowers that you grew bloom to touch me again"

I'm so glad this site exists. I can rant all my wussie, meloncholy B.S. to total strangers (cause my friends don't wanna hear it) - AND see tattoo'd chicks taking their clothes off at the same time.

This is a Happy New Year...
Thank fucking god that last one is over.

All my love to everybody Be kind.