September 2011
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In words
Stay. There are snow flakes on my lips I want to melt on your collar bone. There is a face in the moon I still call Jesus, some nights. My body is a temple where Ive burned so many scriptures I see smoke every time I look in the mirror. Stay. Kiss me where the flames turn blue. Tell me there are places on my skin that look exactly like the sky, and my heart is a jet plane heavy with the weight of...
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Honkadooie
Honkadooie: The peculiar sensation of putting your finger so far up your nose that you can touch your brain and re-live parts of your past based on which neurons you touch (they do this for fun in China because they have a word for it).
Hammy-Sammy-Honkadooie: The act of performing honkadooie while eating a ham sandwich (see: Honkadooie).
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What To Expect When I Am Falling In Love With You.
You can expect to be surrounded by lots of music. I’ll gift you with a lot of mixed “tapes”, which I’ll spend too much time on (“Which Shins song should I include? Can I put this Cave Singers jam on here or is it too obviously romantic? I don’t want him to think that I’m sending him messages via a song!”) These mixed tapes are important to me because they create something tangible. If we...
“You know that feeling when you crawl in bed after a great day and cant stop...”
– for once everything in my life is going well.
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