Ramblings of yet another...Those vacant eyes, glaze over as they look straight through me. Brown fades to black, to darkness. All I offer is not enough to captivate them. Those meticulous hands lose sensitivity and curiosity of things they've held before. Fingertips no longer grace porcelain skin but cling to desperation and addiction. Spine curves as body thins. Weight doesn't pull you down but your head still looks to the ground.Your chest is heavy and no longer beats in time with mine. We share a bed but we're on opposite sides of the world. Passion has deflated, robotically you reach towards me. Anything is better than nothing I think, with tears welling in my ey
You look FREAKYYY!
also, jesus, where is this wall? it's like the most wonderful wall i've ever seen. i want to touch it, it looks velvety. do you OWN this wall?