crouched in the locker room
Snap snap snap, one two three and, snap, clap clap.
the class has no rhythm.
it’s to hard to get your head together.
Little noises from each person in the class become deafening and pressing your palms to your ears drowns out nothing.
What do you do, then?
Anonymous asked: Are you going to "The Beatles: The Lost Concert" movie premier in a few weeks?
I’d rather masturbate with scissors, to be honest.
Defenestrations: Scattered Stars
Via Defenestrations
You seek the sounds of some unspoken language my limbs speak.
The songs heard by souls untethered to thoughts,
Unspoken by breaths breathed in ears in whispers,
Unknown by minds fettered by language’s fraught restraints.I want to shimmer like stars for you.
I would breathe for you, you know, if…
About me
Alexandria.I don't know how to talk to people.
I am addicted to the Piano, Ballet, Art, Poetry, Photogrophy, Reading, and anything that's pretty.
Texas make's me want to kill myself/sex/addictions/moresex
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