December 2010
10 posts
“we shot up love in our veins til we created doped up heartbeats.”
“I wish my ears could serve as microphones so you’d be able to resonate...”
WatchDad poem. Don’t mind the hair, i just came from work.
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WatchThis is my first upload. It’s inspired by Jimmy Dean commercials, among other things.
this probably only makes sense to me.
hearts. beat. hearts. beat. hearts. beat.
heartbeats, together. beat. suddenly, striking each note firmly. we are an orchestra, playing symphonies. we are, we are so much.
we were, we could be.
depending at what time and place your mind’s in. because heartbeats, are always beating. but it’s only certain times in which our hearts. beat. hearts beat.
our heartbeats beated together....
Being vulnerable is just a weapon of self-destruction.