February 2012
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Anonymous asked: your being more of a faggot than usual
leucocytes:
It’s actually really nice sleeping listening to the rain.
It’d be better with Haley.
The Wolves Are Coming...: Degrassé →
n-i-g-h-t-c-a-t-c-h-e-r:
adj. entranced and unsettled by the vastness of the universe, experienced in a jolt of recognition that the night sky is not just a wallpaper but a deeply foreign ocean whose currents are steadily carrying off all other castaways, who share our predicament but are already well out of…
I love this so much. I love you so much. You’re the greatest.
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All I want is Haley.
I miss you so much.
A kid brother in the shadow of a cold hearts legacy.
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My little brother, just a newborn baby In the image of my mother, says he’s a blessing But not to my father, oh how he hates him “An undeserving mistake,” He calls him a burden And I’ve got lots of memories like this one Of picking sides and picking fights between them When I think back… to all of it Well, it’s all too much Well, it’s all too much when you’re just a little kid And when I wake up...
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“well i’ve been tired cause’ i don’t sleep so well on trains well i got ups and downs but days are all the same i’ve been low but it never gets me down well i’ve been thrown out i’ve been let down i’ve been chased well i’ve had hardships i’ve been stripped of pride and name i’ve been low but it never gets me down and nights spent...
I miss your presence, your warmth, your cuteness, your softness, the feeling of your fingertips on my skin, the feeling of your skin against my mine,. I miss feeling your of spine, collar bone, shoulder blades and hips. I miss the noises you make in reply to my noises. Your biting and tickling and restlessness. Your hair, and your scent. And of course your beautiful face. Your lovely face. I miss...
I thought I'd tolerate my slow internet to whinge.
Why can’t all afternoons be like this one? Lying in a warm bed with Haley and it’s raining and cold outside but we’re both warm and we have tea. and If there were polar bears and cats and self harvesting corn which then produced itself into popcorn. That’d be cool. But then Haley had to leave and now I’m alone and bored and cold and whinge. I miss Haley heaps. Come...
