the right thoughts are always showing up at the wrong times let me sleep and i will paint your face underneath my eyelids for a few minutes, i thought tomorrow , count the stars in their eyes but i just want to hide in my hands, slide my whole body in between your lithe, interested fingers braid our bodies together feeding off of one another and the gravity keeping us together fitting you into my geometry notes we are congruent we are coplanar i don't care about you i haven't see my nails since you held my hands my nails are breaking i'll be sitting inside playing the piano, you'll call out to me: "gummy worms!! they have infested our garden!!" --- oh my honey tired of everything i've told you. especially, tired, especially, because you still want to know anything and everything about me will we make baby's breath? what about azaleas? i think your sincerity scares me: it breathed on me all day maybe i can sing pretty for him maybe i can try out on monday i would hug you but from the inside, starting with your porcelain heart imagining your _ hurts me these linoleum floors are stranger than fiction, but they see more of me than you ever will my legs: they need me they're being good to me i'm breathing differently i'm already magical enough just hiding do not help me1) i knew rumpelstiltskin's name

2) i woke up sleeping beauty

3) i am the pea under the princess' mattress

i need to find it, it is in my locks somewhere (something i scribbled into a notebook, i don't know what it means) what were you thinking? i wasn't thinking fuck you and your Ed Hardy bag, i hate you and you loved me "I think human nature feels compelled and almost obligated to the idea and emotions that are brought on by vengeful thoughts." i had too much coffee i was ditched sitting on a cloud raining on you, and eye for a dollar feelings (exists at the wrong times, leave me at the greatest moments)