Wednesday, December 4, 2013

i want to kiss you
even though we both
have morning breath.

i want to wake up
missing a sock,
dried tears from nightmares
in the edges of my eyes,

and still have you
tell me i'm pretty.


i want to fear pretty.

i want to fear pretty.


I want to drink coffee


A person told me once
that smeared eyeliner
is a sign of a successful night,
even if all you did was
eat ice cream and watch bad television.

but now eyeliner comes in tubes
called 'unstoppable' 
and 'waterproof'...
          life-proof, essentially.

i will never have
a successful night again, it seems

but i want to


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