Sucks I’m boring and far from pretentious. If I was I’m sure my Tumblr would be a little more interesting.
god bless the daylight, the sugary smell of springtime
remembering when you were mine
in a still suburban town
when every thursday i’d brave those mountain passes
and you’d skip your early classes
and we’d learn how our bodies worked
god damn the black night with all its foul temptations
i’ve become what i always hated
when i was with you then
we looked like giants in the back of my grey subcompact
fumbling to make contact
as the others slept inside
and together there
in a shroud of frost, the mountain air
began to pass through every pane of weathered glass
and i held you closer than anyone would ever guess
do you remember the JAMC?
and reading aloud from magazines
i don’t know about you but i swear on my name they could smell it on me
i’ve never been too good with secrets
no…
and together there
in a shroud of frost, the mountain
air began to pass through every pane of weathered glass
and i held you closer…
Why don’t I have it?
Stupid crappy job.
gotta love those miserable moments.
Lost!
White toilet paper tube cotton wool sheep. His name is Stanley.
If you see my sheepy please contact me! He can’t have got far due to his tiny legs.
