If I Were Neil Armstrong I Would Have Planted A Flower On The Moon Instead

fairy seeds

what did we talk about

a re-recording of an old song i wrote long ago and have since had private
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this tastes like a good night
with hair in my mouth
like maybe i'm not just a body but a person too
you'd taste me and think it's sweet 
til you truly get to know me 

maybe if he hadn't left
it wouldn't hurt this much
it wouldn't hurt this much
it wouldn't wouldn't hurt this much (down my throat)
to me

mouthful

walking behind

saw you at work sometime last week
and a pale, trembling part of me died 
so i drove myself home that same night 
and i took out the pretty parts still inside 

cut them out one by one 
and hung them on the dripping wall  
like it doesn’t bother me  
bother me

hiding in public

i hate
your eyes more than anything 
it’s how they seem
embedded in my memory
act like i don’t mind this 
just look through me in the driveway 
with a cigarette
in one hand the other in his

when i’m slammed to the ground
torn and broken and beat
will you watch as i bleed? 
please watch me

watch me

i wish i could
relive every fucking dream 
with someone who
finally made me feel something
but in the morning i don’t know
the color of your eyes
when i wake up all i know
is your ephemeral hands in mine

hands

Wishing

Miss "O"

cried in the yesterday because i felt so out of place
this is the last day that i'll never be okay because i won't do
you looked deep in my face said my outfit matched my eyes today
the sky was cold and grey you didn't look back to wave when you walked away 
now i'm without you

green

thank you so much for your support, it means everything to me <3

green

mage tears