Sunday 10 April 2011

Prima ballerina, seas would rise when I gave the word.

Thursday 7 April 2011

If you would ask me up for a dance, I would indeed be yours and only yours.


Im falling

Once again

I thought I already was there

Fallen

I feel the bottom

With my bare hands

The ground hurts


It's hard


But how incredibly wrong I was

You have my heart

In the centre of your hand

And if you would like feel like it

It would be so easy for you

To crush it

And here I am

Desperately waiting

For you to

move me


Close your eyes

And give me

Chopin

Wednesday 6 April 2011

“We laughed and laughed, together and separately, out loud and silently, we were determined to ignore whatever needed to be ignored, to build a new world from nothing if nothing in our world could be salvaged, it was one of the best days of my life, a day during which I lived my life and didn’t think about my life at all.”

- Jonathan Safran Foer,
Extremely Loud and Incredibly Close

Black and Gold

Tuesday 5 April 2011

Partir c'est mourir un peu


Skydive.
To remind myself that I'm still alive
Because
right now
it
doesn't
feel
like
it

I hope you think of me when you fuck her.