Stop and Start

1.Stop hiding who you really are
2.Start being intensely selfish
3.Stop following the rules
4.Start scaring yourself
5.Stop taking it all so damn seriously
6.Start getting rid of the crap
7.Stop being busy
8.Start something

Make my wish come true...

I just want you for my own. More than you could ever know.

No filter in my head

I'm never speaking up again..starting now...

One more thing, why is it my fault? So maybe I try to hard. But it's all because of this desire; I just wanna be liked. Just wanna be funny. Looks like the jokes on me. Just call me Captain Backfire...

Who would want to watch Wild Things with a monster?
Plan; low key/start with a "so..." after a week...longest/if lucky.../walk/apologize/explain/admit?!/movie/hands?!/bubble tea to lighten the mood/subway home/"i'm never speaking up again, i'll use my hands."/pretty compliments.
...I'm scared shitless...and I can't even tell you about my shit anymore...

Let's levitate...please!

I've got a chubby, sweet smile. You're rocking a slim face and a goofy smile. We're quite the pair to look at. I can listen to you talk for hours on end or play the piano til the stores close. You're so filled with passion and truth. And you just reveal it and let it flow all around me. Please tell me that we'll always be vulnerable. Please tell me that I can finish your sentences. I just want to fall into you. I want you to fall for me. I think of you and I feel at peace. I think of you and my thoughts roll out in jumbles and designs that flow in a beautiful manner. I can't even explain it. I just get lost whenever I look up.

Take it in

Sundays ALWAYS Come Through

MostKnowledgeablePersonIKnow says:
I NEED EXPERT ADVICE
you are my expert
;jilary-hoyce says:
you ate already so you prbzz got itus or however you spell it
OMG REALLLY?!
MostKnowledgeablePersonIKnow says:
youre becoming that person i enjoy talking to about whatever it may be
and i like hearing from
you listen to me vent on and on
and ive never had a problem lending yoou a hand!

We Change & We Wait

I've gone mad. I make the mess. I take us back a step. My head and my heart clash more than ever to our very situation. More than ever. There's always the option to let us be however may without taking any action. But why would I just stand still and watch our worlds change without each other? Why does this feel so wrong?

We're a movie. We move slower. And my lines never come out as rehearsed. But every moment seems as if read off a script. I can't wait for this movie to end. It's too on going. But I can't let it go.

We could be beautiful and I'm still waiting for it. That's the for sure remedy. One honest victory and then I'll be done.

My head says that I should've just asked you if you moved yet. But this big heart says to regret nothing.

I find comfort in this very thought:

I was molested by the best.