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nineteen, boston, long island.
i have a tendency to get in over my head. this is the mess of thoughts that follows.
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and i see you fogging up the mirror
vapor ‘round your body glistens in the shower
and i wanna stay right here
and go down on you for an hour
or stay
and let the day just fade away
in wild dedication
take the moment of hope
and let it run
and never look back at all the damage we have done now
to each other, to each other, to each other

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i want someone new to tell my stories to

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video chatting is a cruel thing

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last night i dreamt of my head on your shoulder, how nicely my cheek fits into your collar, the touch of my skin sticking to yours. the moon was burning, its aurora of flames glowing colors and colors. i should have been afraid, but i wasn’t.

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“rain will wash away everything if you let it”

finals are almost over. the rain is falling & i am feeling happy and fulfilled. one last paper to write, and my sophomore year will be over. crazy, isn’t it?

i’m wearing a lace dress and flip flops — so, not dressed appropriately for the weather in any right — but i feel pretty. the humidity is clinging to me like a warm embrace and i can’t stop smiling (never can, never will). life is good.


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