you n me part 2

you n me babe

i'm confused about love: i either have loads of it to give, or none at all! like, i’ve never gone into hypothermic shock, but i imagine it’s similar to feeeeeeling love. you get really cold, so cold that you feel hot and take of your clothes and run around naked.

was i in love with my exboyfriends?

tru2u

getwet

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vice magazine is one big fat drunk slut. and he's everywhere!

these lights will inspire you

w.i.p. yall

quick and crappy photos of a few steeple peeps. the molds of these guys look inSANE, but the casts are fugly. i guess i've gotta work on that...

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Walter showed this to me:


Nick Djandji dances just like slow-mo Bowie ;)

:( I Think You're Fine :)

You undertook digging ground,
below loose eyes and clutched fingers
down mouths.

How did you sleep that night?
What did you abide by?
Your tongue turned cotton white

breaded by long sheets,
my runaway boy creeped
out by light and quickly slipped off.

dem days

we know she knows

Minding Them

clean and jerk
your chicken
bone, and perk
you on the chair

tender me, a soft joke,
eat to balance
out when I choke
on a mouthful

camping for inspiration

life to life to life to life!

time in my life:

cleaned out, back on.