

TrafficYou are the city in which you are restless with sleep, broadway lights are your bedroom lamp shadows, tequila shots taste of city girls on rooftops and noon-o'clock mornings.Traffic
Your sleepy, drunken eyes will not fail to attatch magnets to my heart, my head.
Summer days, with luck, are summer months in which we curl up in the bedsheets of your bestfriendsparents linen closet. Or worse yet, apartments of midnight dwellers and orange stoplights. I am in charge of keeping you dancing on your toes &
--
.:: All those moments will be lost in time, like tears in rain. Time to die. ::.
And WOW, thank you for adding me to your friends' list and thank you also for the favs! I really apreciate it!
--
(¯`·.¸
But your gallery is still totally neat-o!!
--
"These people just put my dignity in a little bag."
--
"These people just put my dignity in a little bag."
My compliments, you've got a wonderful gallery
--
--
suck my kiss.
Wow, that was wordy.
--
Hi.
--
and lonelily landed
her waltz in my hand
Previous PageNext Page