let's run away

20 - live in Kansas.

I'm just a creative person who likes to sleep and drink coffee, but those are everywhere in this world.

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Hays kansas BLOWS. I’m going to be single for the rest of my life if I stay at this college. The only time I ever see a cute lesbian in this town is when they come home for holidays to visit their families and then they’re gone again. And gas is too ridiculous to have a long distance relationship… I think. 

I’m making a motion for alllll the lesbians to move to hays kansas and come save me. Do it! 

Safety Grounds

Safety grounds 

We need a break from the dysfunctional 

Repetitive - sounds -  a voice to tell.

Louder than the normal (not a whisper) 

In one’s ear, like a yell. 

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Crazier than before

Sporadic interpretive is the dance we get

Falling into cycle like the Informative -

Mr. Me has the path to insanity, yet

Never do we shuffle along what’s long been done.

For most of all, we’ve a path of misjudgment. 

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Maybe we’re lost

Lean on me and I’ll lean on me too

Maybe we’re lost - so many ways to go.

Irritability with people’s general instabilty

What’s holding me back from being so great

There’s something inside of me trying to escape.

And not even my clothes can hold it in anymore.

Not even my bedroom door can shut it out or

Keep me in - express my symphonical Haydn. 

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Sporadic interpretive

Somewhere she moves like a loose wrist

Adore her as she jerks so gracefully,

Somewhere flies the dust when she flicks her feet.

Empty is my head when she looks at me. 

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Her ribs will sometimes show if she does a bend

And when she tightens and becomes straight -

No looker dares breathe out or in.

When she twists she squeezes me silent,

And when she looks at me, And when

She’s finished she can lean on me,

And I’ll hold her and breathe it in. 

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I rely on her to be stable for me to be stable for her

I count on my misjudgment to be corrected by her

I need her to dance for me because I can’t move

To do the things I wish I could do. 

Hey, yo!

It’s 11 pm and I think I’m going running. I’m crazy, I’m crazy, I MUST be crazy, because it’s SO cold outside. But I’ve gotten WAY too much sleep the past few days to not go running. I probably won’t get too far.

I’m also probably switching my major again. Idk what I want to do anymore :/ 

Peace out girl scouts

going running with THIS hair :) View high resolution

going running with THIS hair :)

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