February 2012
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Remember when she fooled around with all the fools? Played hearts like a chess game From that slowly arose her bad fame Nice guys, such suckers, cringed at her name Oh the girl was such a slag
Anonymous asked: r u an atheist?
samuraitrack:
damn
i’m a slut
midlife: On Falling Out of Love →
stibble:
As we busy ourselves to be As vivid as we were inside, A vast, eternal melancholy Invisibly arrives
A lowering of expectations, A shuttering of the brows. Lighting up, early evening, A-bringing in the cows.
And finally even the chess gave way, To children and to chardonnay.
A narrowing…
Gunna smoke this stogie
And hope this indifferent state that I’m in goes away soon
