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[	Current Music	|	bob dylan	]

a better lover-
a better listener-
a better teacher-
a better fuck-
a better face (now that won't be hard)
a better artist (ditto)
a better person(ditto)

I wish you nothing but the best. Just... don't let me know about any other eyes that fall upon your body. Because angel, I've never wanted to be labeled as a murderer. But my hands fold into fists just thinking about some itinerant alien, taking any bit of my current memory of you away from (what's left of) me.


Best wishes, dear.


"If I could tear his throat.. Spill his blood between my jaws, and erase his name for good! Don't you know that I would?! Don't you realize, I wouldn't pause!"

the story behind this-
there is a closet. where all of the hippies, lonelies, lovelies, druggies, mommies, daddies, and every other "ie" would gather. we would stand side by side with guns to each others head. count to three and pull the trigger.

once we awoke we would see what patterns were made on the walls.

How long can innocence last? I've layed my head on many surfaces and couldn't find the rest I've been searching for. I've woken up, dead to look at another strangers face. No it's not love, but I have a better mask than her.  I understand what she's looking for, so I'll give it to her. As the moons bids farewell, I will grow tired and disappear from her life with the sunrise...

I'm not like you. I can't please everyone. Can't be perfect. Life is too short to please everyone. You only have now, get what makes you happy. This has always been my rule. I'm a fucking hypocrite.

Because you're at home asleep while I'm drowning in my thoughts.

You're always the first to cover up, BE WHO YOU ARE. You are beautiful, someone who should be worshipped. Let me taste the salt on your skin. Let me feel what my hands are burning for. My love, you are what I long for... but the tide- fuck the tides. Let me be swept up in your wave. 

Oh my god, the feeling of your skin is sex at the fingertips.

I wish I would have documented this from the beginning. Just so I could have a comparison of who I was and what I've become.  I am what you find in the shadows. The blank face who won't ask anything of you. I can't take care of myself, but I won't take a hold of your helping hand. Baby, I get this burn in my stomach and my head is feeling hollow. I can't do this anymore the weight of life is too heavy. The lightness in death keeps the safety on. I can feel my shoulder blades cutting through my skin. I swear I've closed the doors to any drug that crosses my path. Every beat of my heart is in rhythm to please your ears. I will walk the line to keep your heart in rhythm with mine. I will put on my best face, to please your eyes. I'm such a fucking hypocrite.

Anything to keep you I will do, because you are what should be worshipped.  Don't you forget it. You are what should be worshipped.

I've got me a friend that understands that I'm not perfect,
so we get along just fine.
I've got me a friend who finds beauty in things that are broken.
That's why he's a best friend of mine.

We spend our nights speeding to the music,
the wind blowing through our hair.
Contemplating the love that consumes our minds,
and why all Gods don't play fair.

You see, one day we will understand, to love all and
to feel the lightness in the unbearable weight of time.
I've got me a friend who finds beauty in things that are broken.
That's why he's a best friend of mine.

We spend our nights under trees,
watching the spider webs bloom into leaves.
They dance around our bodies to life's euphoric symphony
While my body is full of Psilocybin substance that's always callin' for my company.

See you deserve a heart that has been untouched,
Someone pure, who loves you with no fear in mind.
I've got me a friend who finds beauty in things that are broken.
That's why he's a best friend of mine.