Here are some true pieces for you, anonymous, handsome.
cooled by dannye
|Oh, no. Look, you've gone and made me optimistic. I was before, but now it is showing.||Bless your brown eyes smiling||You meant for this node to be read by me, and I would like to respond||Shall I tell you stories of other stars: stars that you love, that deserve your love. Stars that do not disappoint, and disgust, and disgrace your love. Oh, I have hope they exist for your sake!|
|You could be so delicious||We do more after 2am than most people do all day.||An ocean away and here he was, seeping into her||There I stood, rambling incoherently into the tin can, you loved it|
|Every Tuesday, I dress as a 46-year old woman and waitress at a diner on route 27. This is the meaning of life.||She sang of fantastic green islands, and sparkling fish, never telling that she haunted the waters||Something about parts of you||Might be like leftovers. Would not taste the same, however sweet.|
|Instructions for kissing a stranger||most excellent snow sky||You will know your action. You are present there, not thinking of somewhere else you ought to be.||I dance with ghosts|
|When you fly like thunder, I am reminded of Icarus and Bellerophon. How does your myth end?||my blood approves, and kisses are a better fate than wisdom||How can I talk about love when the bacon is burned and the house is an absolute mess and the children are screaming their heads off and I'm going to miss my bus?||Exploding Dog|
|a constant, low wind trembles through him, catching his words and sending them out into the world||She grew a little older, while he was telling her||I remember when it was me who made her skin flush||Would you mind never speaking to me again?|