ballad of being i found ways to roll over re-stitch. start. an appearance to consider purpose (he sings) melodies. recollecting. gather. my punctuation the way you finish a song to who i love. pulse i adore how... he eats from my plate. raised glass reminder. to say, i never forget. forgot. perpetual recollection. re - collect my heart.
Dear blog family Well... it seems that my last goodbye was not a goodbye after all. You know, after a year of getting my ass kicked... I forgot a lot of things. Forgot what happiness feels like, the texture and scent. I forgot what life means, you know... legitimate living. Is there still stacks of content in these parts to sift? Yup. Are words appearing everywhere again? ... Always. Am I getting my cloud walk on? Best believe. Slowly. Feel.
match two Wrapped within Costume flips. Daily Tricks to imagine What we might... Do with... ... a peace. If I make my - Self. Control. Tongue bite nights In the back Of my throat - She bothered. To said: "I swallowed another round."