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summer jam
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Showing posts with label
summer jam
.
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Monday, September 23, 2013
it's great to see you, next to me.
gotta be something for me to write this.
-t
some people want me to be heads or tails. i say no way.
i'm with it.
-t
surely you're joking and the punchline isn't far.
"i fucking love
holy ghost!
" - says anyone with taste.
-t
Wednesday, September 18, 2013
played around with your heart, now i'm playing in the dark.
a portion of everyday should be dedicated to
solange
and her impeccable dance moves.
-t
stop the world, i wanna get off with you.
we ain't picture perfect but we're worth the picture still.
-t
im going to turn you out before i lose my mind.
n bombs in paris.
-t
Tuesday, September 17, 2013
it's hard to do these things alone.
aww.
-t
Monday, September 16, 2013
so easy into your embrace.
G + T
-t
i see the look in your eyes, we can make it if we try.
"a place where no one knows me well."
-t
i'm stronger now. i'm ready for the house.
at this particular juncture, there is no such thing.
-t
this must be the only fantasy.
get 'em dev.
let these words be the colors i just painted in my heart.
let's take our time.
-t
Friday, August 23, 2013
i like the idea of a real ending that promises more and never delivers on it.
it's eating you.
-t
i never run fast enough from my mistakes.
50/50
-t
and don't say that i have changed. 'cause man, of course i have.
this thing is a beaut.
-t
Sunday, August 18, 2013
i can hardly make you mine.
the past two days have been filled with everything in between excess and perfection. cheers to good company, polaroids, inside jokes, sleepovers and most importantly, late night eats.
crew love,
-t
tempted just to make an ugly scene.
that chorus tho.
-t
Thursday, August 15, 2013
to you it's like an atomic bomb and to the world it's just really cliche.
when life gives you lemons.
-t
Sunday, August 11, 2013
looking after what's left
i love you mom.
-t
the reality is that everything & everyone in the whole world went on in your absence.
the rain cloud in my kitchen feels closer than ever.
-t
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