September 2008
4 posts
“I don’t remember when jumping on the bed stopped being fun… but I dream of...”
– (via littlemiss)
snow and dirty rain by richard siken
finallyseeing:
unicornology:
(i know i’ve posted this before, but it’s just that amazing.)
Close your eyes. A lover is standing too close to focus on. Leave me blurry and fall toward me with your entire body. Lie under the covers, pretending to sleep, while I’m in the other room. Imagine my legs crossed, my hair combed, the shine of my boots in the slatted light. I’m thinking My plant,...