grab your backpack. tie your shoelaces tight.
can be found in colorado, chasing the sunrise, or reading Kerouac. listens to laughter and her sisters advice. wears cowboy boots. dances to michael jackson on wood floors, in rain, alone. eats green apples. most appropriate nickname: pixie. travels often like a bohemian vagabond. wanders everywhere.
spends too much time writing, not enough time sleeping.
Lighting new cigarettes,
It has been a beautiful
They call you heartless; but you have a heart and I love you for being ashamed to show it.
Sometimes, I wish that I was the weather
You’d bring me up in conversation forever
And when it rained, I’d be the talk of the day
It’s strange. I felt less lonely when I didn’t know you.
power is being told you are not loved and not being destroyed by it.
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