i am in love with randomness yet i hate anything to be in chaos..
sometimes
i still feel as if im the biggest
contradiction
i know... and i have finally met someone who understands me and this concept... i'll admit to being a constant trial and tribulation to his patient soul..
i like quotes and the different ways people put words together.. ive always liked the interactions between he and she
A connection when two minds meet and explode in the middle...then after awhile the fire that dies out
Written communication in the style of phrases and fairy tales... A jaded romantic..i keep love letters and boxes of memories stored in a secret haven in my mind.
i am the james bond of negotiations
Words that only have meaning for me and a certain few..These words have become a lifeline to my soul
Broken hearts and people who own them....we understand each other and the fortress we live in..some choose to embrace the means to make a muse. Unrequited love drives the creative world i believe.
the smell of gasoline
and her lita ford hair..the sound of static is the schizophrenia buzzing through the air..the sight is my lachrymose mother letting her conniving tears fall into the glass of vodka in one hand and the ash on her ciggarette in the other is dangerously close to falling...
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Im addicted to the fuzzy glare..our reflection in glass..
Cars passing by the other side
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