I like to listen to music really loud. Bass pumping. Ringing in my ears. Loud. Music. I like to feel it all over my body. Entering my ears. Filling my brain. My tongue clicks against the roof of my mouth. Pumping my heart. Rocking my hips. Moving my legs. Shooting out my fucking toes. Loud.
Tuesday, February 26, 2013
Sunday, February 3, 2013
all at sea
It is fun for five minutes.
Or seconds.
To pretend you are the only one in your world.
That everything and everyone is somehow outside your existence.
You float on an endless sea of quietness.
The ripples stirred by a slight breeze
That warms your skin and your soul.
Your fingers trace the water.
You stand on a ground that feel, for once, solid.
Or seconds.
To pretend you are the only one in your world.
That everything and everyone is somehow outside your existence.
You float on an endless sea of quietness.
The ripples stirred by a slight breeze
That warms your skin and your soul.
Your fingers trace the water.
You stand on a ground that feel, for once, solid.
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