Hey Mickey

Be mine. Now

Stars hide your fires

Major update

read. read. read. essay.essay.essay. stretch my ears. read. essay. pretend to pay attention to religious symbols in star wars. read. essay. surgery. not walking. painkiller induced nonsense. cut my hair. no difference. want to cut it all of. worst idea ever.

Curveballin and tattodlin

It most certainly was not easy. In fact you've made it very hard for me. Sitting there being all hard to get. But after a zillion curveballs, you are mine. I can't wait to spend the future with you, my darling BA of Arts. I hope that you perhaps start showing some affection here, because honestly 98% of my patience is tied up elsewhere and swapping you for something more bleeding heart/save the world ish wouldn't be that hard(oh fickle)

The days are getting longer and the sun is getting stronger. It almost smells like spring. And I am tattodlin. I am craving the ink. So to cover up the Asian faux pas.

Roll on the cherry blossoms. And the bird. Something like that. Was I braver, I would add

this; Querio hacer contigo lo que primavera hace con los cerezos

a game show love connection

Your sweet moon beam, the smell of you in every single dream I dream

Scars

scar ¹ (skär)

n.

1. A mark left on the skin after a surface injury or wound has healed.

2. A lingering sign of damage or injury, either mental or physical

3. Botany A mark indicating a former attachment, as of a leaf to a stem.

I tear my heart open, I sew myself shut
My weakness is that I care too much
And our scars remind us that the past is real
I tear my heart open just to feel