crystian

i'm back and i feel fantastic. thanks for your sweetness

i'm actually in a terrific mood and don't have much to say except i fucking love new york!

i'll leave you with my favorite poem ever:

somewhere i have never travelled
e.e. cummings

somewhere i have never travelled, your eyes have their silence: in your most frail gesture are things which enclose me, or which...
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you know how you only need chapstick when you lick your lips? or how you want a cigarette the most when you have nothing to light it with?
i'm moving to nyc in march, the weekend i turn 25. i'm opening the door to everything in the world and closing it on the small things that mattered so much. i will forever miss athens. that...
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i decided to stop being mean; there's little point. anyone who sucks either knows it & doesn't care or will forever be in denial. either way it just further fucks with your own karma (right, lindsey?). then, there's the issue of disappointment. when i am disappointed it puts said person in a permanent state of defense. in reality it is only the best compliment i...
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marsh swallows point and trails
forge into a wily dark area of his mind
this woman is black and slick
the sun bounces off her forehead like a beacon
forgetting marsh sadness
danger whilst a siren allows a slip of memory
black fades into a red even shinier than before
hard skin calloused
in need of a nautical star so as to stand straight
he...
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i've seen you kissing the neck of that pretty, dainty girl

but i know you'd rather be swimming next to me

naked and sweaty, with the water wiping your saltiness away

so kiss me with your eyes closed and try to keep me here

so i can whisper to you in a language you never learned

and when i'm feeling brave and sure i'll take...
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