Today.

And he kissed me gently. Called me love,and said my eyes were pretty.

Freefalling feels good,


I know i'll never hurt as bad as I did before.

No one could ever grip my throat as hard as your romantic, trembling hands..

I feel it all.

yummy yum with sprinkles, black heels ,dance moves and vanilla love. delicate skin,cranberry vodka- yeah yeah yeahs. I want to roadtrip and dip my toes in California sand, whisper to me in french, skip down Manhattan night crowds, nap in fields and jump in rain, kiss my neck in the backseat of this car. life life life life

happens so fast.

i'm a different girl,every day. http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=g-1Gb2rxzlk

I write songs about strangers. Perhaps if our paths cross, i'll write about you as well.

Don't come any closer,
your 'booze' cologne wrecks my way

dont put your hands on me,
I never invited you here

though dont get me wrong, I'm not calling you out on your hissing serpent tongue
just a lost child,in the rain
just a lost child in the rain,
and i dont want to dance with you in the downpour

dont step any further,
your punk rock couture fogs my focus
dont play me any sid,

I never asked for this

your ink stained skin,
your lung cancer bliss
your addict addicting addiction,
your promiscuity recommendation

I'm not trying to judge this books cover,but
i never wrote for an invitation


though dont get me wrong, i'm not calling you out on your hissing serpent tongue
youre just a lost child in the rain
and im a flying spirit, midst of high soar
and i dont want to dance with you in your down pour


And should I stand, adjust my mini dress, calmly fold the crinkles in its surface,and walk away?
or will my heart be taken in?