thekindyouforget

making love to thoughts of the future; terrain, people, aid, earth, love, sex, strangers, knowledge, bodies, tickets & tongues. i crave to b free

Per ogni menzogna che disimparo imparo qualcosa di nuovo e certe volte canto per la guerra in cui sono impegnata perché ogni strumento é un'arma se lo impugni in maniera appropriata. ------------------------------------------------- [L'alba non] é niente in confronto a quella che emano io mentre tu dormi nel tuo bozzolo nella mia stanza bellissimo e grottesco, e riposi [...] e pensavo: ti offrirei il pulsare del mio cuore ti offrirei il mio respiro. ------------------------------------------------- 2. inghiotti la mia lingua spessa di speranza e al mio bacio offrimi il piacere che più ti piace. - Difr

everything i want feels out of reach, or further. yet all the chaos is at too close a proximity to stay/be comfortable. but it gets complicated when what i want and the chaos gets blurred, and i lose what i know, for a moment. who what when how i want. so many yet sometimes just one. & not always who i expect. my head could cave in soon, but i know that doesn't matter as long as my chest is rising. which matters more. the most unstable place i've ever known is one i've felt the safest. and the next week is going to bring it all back before my eyes. i didn't realise how much i loved until i was too far to say it. vi voglio tantissimo be