(Source: thatbohemiangirl)
Fortune cookie 5/31/12
Pudding coffee, jasmine tea, coconut dates, and a lot of sugar.
Downloading more songs to fit into your playlist,
Allowing me to once again focus solely on you;
The music you listen to and won’t bitch at me about,
The sounds you find appealing, while I shake my head in doubt.
Don’t stop listening to the songs I provide for you,
Cause my paper mache heart is held together
By the giggles and laughs which you bestow upon me.
Caress my wounds but don’t get too close,
They might break loose and we’ll have a mess to clean.
Sweet, hideous boy take my hand with me into the sunset,
We’ll run around in rocks and forget all about the invention of socks.
Tuck my hair behind my ear please, I’d like a little bit of humility
And no doubt in my mind occurs,
When I see that you’ve been talking to ‘her.’
Tearing apart my flimsily constructed pump for my blood,
You have rendered me heartless yet again
And I must take up some arts and crafts
In order to feel human again.
Midnight bowl
Eat pizza every day
