$1 Postcard I Bought From One Of The Merchants At Bonnaroo This Year.

Hippies welcome

me n my little lucifer (lucy) watching tv

2 points blew me off my ass. How did I ever take points and points and points of shit in the past?

Yesterday was the best night I’ve had in a long, long time. And the perfect last day.

Fun hangs with peanutbutterlung at Rope Mill yesterday.

Simple strokes

bcause this dress is too cute not to post

I need a blunt, sex, and a back rub

my thoughts

Still learning.

please don’t let me give up please don’t let me give in i know i say things and i think things and my mind has more personalities than a reality show and sometimes i don’t know what i mean and sometimes i don’t know what i want

but something is creeping up on my shoulder with long, boney black nails and the shadow hand grabs the next it’s pulling me slightly just enough to make me bleed

but i won’t dip my wrist but i don’t know how it will go it takes a hold of my tongue it changed the scenery in the room with weights in my hands i turn automatic mixing and fixing all the little things nine to five or two whatever the time is i can’t keep up with the seconds as i chase them my knees shake and break i don’t know how much more of this i can take

i don’t know how much more of this i’m willing to take till i shake out of this feeling and slip into something soft and silky and red hot because it’s easier when my insides are set on fire to walk in a world of smoke and mirrors

and shadows and skeletons hiding in the deep that think collarbones are just an accessory and necessity and when i get close to you you’ll grab me by the hand with my other full of heavy drink and pull me under

but it takes all of me to just stay out of the water because my face turned to red from drinking all that deadwater wish i was stronger but i fear all i’ll ever be is the ugly stepdaughter

and when the last shoe doesn’t fit where will i be when it all comes crashing down around me where will i be