March 2012
February 2012
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I have never written a poem as sexual as the poem I have written now.
I am not a ho, I’m a virgin.
I’m mostly a virgin.
I put all my business out there lately.
Honesty is the most destructive policy.
My RA deserves all the love he gets. →
That feeling of hearing the first few chords of a...
indigospirit:
When you like someone you just wanna like see them and lay in bed with them and make them breakfast foods.
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I read into everything way too much.
But I think Luis just set me up, and I’m more than okay with that.
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I'm saying though...
I’m really in love with Leslie Feist. I never would’ve thought that I would be so fascinated by the “1234” woman, but I am. I get so ashamed when I become obsessed with artists. Because it’s never a normal fixation. It’s fanaticism. I’m gross and emotional, ew.
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R.I.P. Whitney
I remember when my mom kept Just Whitney in the car for a good two months so I had every song on that CD memorized. I grew up listening to her. I’m sure the majority of African kids did. It’s crazy to see little pieces of my childhood falling off this quickly. Death really is a driving force to maturity.
& I’m a little terrified.
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Monday will either make me or break me.
I’m horrified.