I just felt what I think I’ll feel always, once we’ve finally met, and share this cool space, like an open secr… It felt like all my favorite songs…

no means no. no response means no. (everyone knows maybe means nothing

just listen the trees drink silly.. I work i work that day the not

we are nearly always a world which almost

root it out the tiny bit left that says someone’s in charge not you. don’t let it live

god is unwelcome in suburbia, the cells are too comfortable there, & love rests best under stars.

life and even one good thing– anything, a course in wonders becomes? no school, thanks not for me. no lesson one so likes declaring to find itself legs. no

the center holds itself still that rockets believably may be seen exploding in all directions from somewhere vaguely

man, it’s hard to come down from impossible hopes seemingly