Wednesday, 28 November 2012


And some will say it's not even healthy
But body is young and mind is sure
That something is alright with your thinking

our bodies spilled together
the tiny flowing currents
immediate and forever
your leg my leg
your arm my arm
your smile and the warmth
of you
who made me laugh.

Charles Bukowski

last night

Suitcase heart

It's the second September I have known you
And all that time, I felt just fine

I held so many people in my suitcase heart

I didn't know the way 
so it took me 'till today to get here
But I've begun to trust the view here.

Lost in the lakes and shapes that your body make




(by Lena P)

queued ♡

I trace my fingertips along your trails
Your body was the map I was lost in

Tuesday, 27 November 2012

construedpast participle, past tense of con·strue (Verb)

  1. Interpret (a word or action) in a particular way.
  2. Analyze the syntax of (a text, sentence, or word).

We love the great nature.
We stay home.
We like rollercoasters.
What other choice is there, really
In these November skies
I see you everywhere

Sunday, 18 November 2012

Friday, 16 November 2012

Wednesday, 14 November 2012


  1. The quality of being honest.

broke girl

Oh why did I have to see this picture
aka) my next tattoo


It's amazing how far the pendulum can swing, in your life
One moment you find yourself vibrating with nervousness of potential rejection
The next, practically leaping out of your skin with joy at your success
Then indecisive, in making what you hope to be the best choice for something you love
To feeling sick to your stomach with sorrow as you watch the light go out in their eyes
Immediately filled with regret as you say goodbye to something you'd hoped to forever avoid
The life of a companion, who never said much of anything at all, never needed to
And in that moment, nothing can stop the uncontrollable sobs from escaping your lips

Tuesday, 13 November 2012

"Just in case you missed seeing my beautiful face plastered all over the internet, I'll make sure to do it one more time all over here for your benefit. No need to thank me for my consideration."
Or something like that

Friday, 9 November 2012

Wednesday, 7 November 2012

imploding is inevitable

I hate waiting
I hate waiting
I hate waiting


By Sam Plant


It's an uncomfortable position that I find myself in
this block, that I'm once again experiencing
where my potential seems well out of my reach.

I know it won't last, it never does
but the restless nights 
last far beyond the block.

They say my expectations are endless
I say I'm full of aspirations
I was born a visionary.

Sunday, 4 November 2012

First  two verses. 
This woman knows a few things.
Each day I fight the fear that the void inside me, will be unsatisfied by the constant music which it's always lathered with.

Saturday, 3 November 2012

"I have not felt you
for so many days,
so many nights.
I have sat next to a stranger
I have held the hand of a ghost
I have kissed the lips of a phantom
and I have put my arm around the empty space
you should be filling"

In my mind, I have thought 
these words you speak aloud
wipe my slate
and all that's left
is the residue of you