I have a really hot waiter.
Guys he came back with my food and said, “Careful the plate is hot too.” So I asked, “too?” and hE TOUCHED MY SHOULDER THEN MADE A SIZZLING NOISE.
IM FREAKING OUT WHAT DO I DO.
wanna know what these all say?
"suck his dick"
whenever i wanna cry i think about Van Gogh he was such a nice and lonely dude all he wanted was for people to love him he ate yellow paint because he thought it would get the happiness inside him oh god oh god that’s so sad i can’t breathe
Last night I wanted you to sink to the bottom of my thoughts.
The first shot of vodka merely reminded me of my goal.
Three shots later and I needed a fourth to forget the smell of your old basement couch.
As the fifth shot burned my throat I could still feel your 5o’clock shadow gracing the presence of my cheek.
The next was a double.
I became tranced as the walls played ring around the Rosie with my sunken eyeballs.
Still I felt the heat of your breath on my neck as I sat to gain balance.
Another warmed my chest and I questioned why I could feel your voice echoing through my body
I wanted to bottle up everything pertaining to you and let it drown to the bottom of the ocean.
I chugged , watching the liquid swish and disappear pass the label.
I walked home barefoot feeling the chill of the night as it nipped at my skin.
Everything was quiet and my thoughts were gone.
Finally I stumbled into my bed with smeared make-up and my insides moving.
I took a deep breath and shut my eyes only to see your face.
Last night I learned your name didn’t sink…
But could float.