those lungs that capture so much smoke are the same lungs that give breath to this someone that im so very fond of.

ramblings on junk mail envelopes

tonight. fuck tonight... its a shame to see peoples true colors. beauty is the only thing that matters in this piece of shit world and im tired of not belonging. i need to spend more time with you, reality. i don't know what I've been thinking lately but alot of it has to do with things that don't add up, true life, and falling for that free spirit of yours. you have intrigued me. why is loneliness such a terrifying idea that no one has the desire or ability to be. why do we long for another? unimpressive is just the opposite of its meaning. what if days were actually new. no past to see where we came from. 99% of the population lives from yesterday's yesterday...and the rest of us live in the beauty of our dreams.....