→ clairey. twenty-two. it's all about irrational obsessions and feelings that only pictures can explain.
The stars lean down to kiss you, and I lie awake and miss you. Pour me a heavy dose of atmosphere cause I’ll doze off safe and soundly, but I’ll miss your arms around me. I’d send a postcard to you, dear. Cause I wish you were here.
I watch the night turn light blue, but it’s not the same without you because it takes two to whisper quietly. The silence isn’t so bad till I look at my hands and feel sad, cause the spaces between my fingers are right where yours fit perfectly.
I’ll find repose in new ways, though I haven’t slept in two days cause cold nostalgia chills me to the bone. But drenched in vanilla twilight, I’ll sit on the front porch all night; waist deep in thought because when I think of you I don’t feel so alone.um. this is beautiful.
This is what happens when you have an odd face, too much make-up, and too much time.
I’m far too narcissistic.
The first thing I thought when I saw the picture was SKINS. I like it a lot. :D
Hahaha. I THOUGHT OF SKINS FIRST THING TOO. Love it.
Rainbow Skins! Hahahah. I’m flattered!
This is what happens when you have an odd face, too much make-up, and too much time.
I’m far too narcissistic.
Hey, Hey, Dwight Schrute,
Have you any beets?
Yes sir, yes sir,
They are tasty treets;
Some do not like them,
Others think they’re grand,
I coat each seed with love
when I plant it in my land.