December 2011
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Maybe it’s best for all that’s at stake
For us to part before we break
-Nikki Lorenzo
“Each friend represents a world in us, a world possibly not born until they...”
– Anais Nin (via teenagegypsy92)
Don't you think of me at all?
I think of you.
Dream of you.
Envision you.
Make you up then break you down.
I long for you.
Rot for you.
Tear my bones for you.
Make you lost then make you found.
I pray to you.
Kneel to you.
Bow my soul to you.
Throw you away then bring you back around.
I weep without you.
Lose sight without you.
Trip on every step without you.
Find my breath and then begin to drown.
-Nikki...
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All out of fucks to give
I don’t care what you think about any of my arts (singing, photography, painting, filming, etc.) because, well, I just don’t give a fuck. I don’t give a flying fuck, either. I just haven’t any sort of fuck to give.
I’ll do me and you could unfortunately stick to doing you. I say unfortunately because you, my dear, are a miserable, insecure, self-loathing scumbag and...
Motherfucking apple juice in the motherfucking...
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Anonymous asked: Where did you get those spike shoe?!
Poets are not always writing of reality but they’re always writing of the facts. They stay true to whichever fact they’ve constructed even if it’s no fact to you. Facts hold close hands with opinions. A fart of a fact could smell as unreal as an opinion. Always remember that so you can choose to forget it.
-Nikki Lorenzo
Your soul gives me too many yawns.
No, this post isn't about you.
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Anonymous asked: Please tell me which hair color you use. I really like it.
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