February 2012
13 posts
Library Confessions.
I wish you were here. I wish it so bad the orange juice in my stomach is turning. I wish you were here smelling like old spice after shave and cigarette smoke. I wish you were here to rescue me from my parents. I wish you were here to hold my hand to your heart during church, or sing no doubt with me because you liked the way they sounded even when you had no idea who they were. I wish I could...
January 2012
46 posts
If you fall asleep
on my chest, will my heartbeat
soundtrack your dreaming?
– Daily Haiku on Love by Tyler Knott GregsonĀ (via shiro13)
That awkward moment when you get jealous even...
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