December 2011
November 2011
Baltimore's Fireflies - Woodkid
What are the words that I’m supposed to say? Your white skin, swirling fireflies. Darkness has surrounded Baltimore bay. Why don’t you open your blue eyes? Are they things that water can’t wash away? How can your absence leave no trace? As I let you sink in Baltimore bay. I drown myself deep in disgrace. What is the price, am I supposed to pay? For all the things I try to hide?...
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i have so much homework this week, i cant even handle it…so im making my christmas list so i feel like im accomplishing something.
archdaily and tumblr need to go offline for a...
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All I want right now is some alone time.
I guess sleep could count. Lol
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ive decided that i am not a hipster. i may tend to...
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Poem 1
5 panes by 4 panes of glass
Lends me a perfect reflection.
Beyond the image of us
Lies the handiwork of a wise brain.
The water softly vibrates another reflection of trees.
Orange fades to blue behind the trees.
Dark is upon us
The inevitable is upon us
Our grave mistakes have caught up with us.
As the sun falls to sleep
Little hope is seen in this dead of night.
Death is on our...
I hate it when people feel like they have to act...
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