Gorgeous, stunning, but more effortlessly so than any young woman I’ve ever seen. She walks with that worried look, highlighting the circles of graying skin underneath her eyes. Her skin is white like milk, her lips red and those eyes perfectly lined. It is obvious she is real. To think that she may be cosmetic is just not a possibility. Her hair is the shade of brown that glows golden under the sun. Mine, black, that always does stay just black. She braids it carelessly, letting it fall onto her shoulder. She may be a little rough around the edges but she is beautiful.
I watch in awe as she talks. Her words are meaningful and intimidating and that doesn’t surprise me.
What does surprise me is the lack of envy in my own eyes.
Tuesday, January 19, 2010
Porcelain Doll
Typed by Nur R. at 10:24 PM 1 comments
Thursday, January 14, 2010
When we met light was
Thoughts free flow, you said you've got something
Deep inside of you.
A wind chime
Sway of your hips round rings true
Echo's deep inside of you.
These secret garden beams,
Changed my life so it seems.
Fall breeze blows outside,
I don't bring stride.
My thoughts are warm and they go
Deep inside of you.
And I never felt alone
'Til I met you.
Friends say I've changed,
I don't listen cause I live to be
Deep inside of you.
Slide of her dress shouts in darkness,
I'm so alive.
I am deep inside of you.
I've never felt alone
'Til I met you.
I'm alright on my own
'Til I met you.
And I'd know what to do If I just knew what's coming
I would change myself if I could.
I'd walk with my own people if I could find them
And I would say that I'm sorry to you,
I'm sorry to you.
But I don't want to call you
But then I want to call you
Cause I don't want to crush you
But I feel like crushing you and it's true
I took for granted you were with me,
I breath by your looks and you look right through me
But we were broken
But we were broken and didn't know it.
But we were broken and didn't know it.
But we were broken and didn't know it.
Right, oh, what's right?
Something's gone,
You withdraw and I'm not strong like before,
I was
Deep inside of you.
I can go nowhere,
I burn candles and stare at a ghost,
Deep inside of you.
And some great need in me starts to bleed.
I've lost my self there's nothing left it's all gone.
Deep inside of you,
Deep inside of you.
Deep Inside of You - Third Eye Blind
Typed by Nur R. at 9:14 PM 2 comments
Saturday, January 9, 2010
We're So Good, It Hurts.
Dirty little whore, shows no remorse.
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And no. You're not an ass. Not even close.
Typed by Nur R. at 10:19 PM 3 comments
Sunday, January 3, 2010
There will be blood.
And there will be cake.
And did I mention the fireworks? In the fog, tonight. I promise. You won't believe me when I tell you it's all for you. By the way you look good when you're all dressed up, surrounded by your little whores. Here's the drinks. Go ahead, make a mess of yourself.
Don't go home just yet.
This party's just begun.
Typed by Nur R. at 2:11 PM 6 comments