| Pat = rockstar. |

a night outthe notes pulse into me and out of me and into me and out of me... the sugary lyrics and plasticine lifestyle wrap themselves around my body and I move like this dance comes naturally to me because tonight it does. the toxin leaks into my blood and i feel myself replaced by a god i know will only exist until i wake up lost and alone again. drink in the forgiveness until i can't breath anymore, and maybe it will work this time. maybe if i flirt and kiss and dance and fuck i will find the blame weighs less than it did before.a night out by minimart
i imagine myself as i was in a dream once : stick thin, soaked in sweat and love. and maybe if i drink enough i can be her. the blackouts help, but the real taste of blood and concrete in my mouth flash PAIN across my mind just long enough to break my concentration. and once again i am looking for answers in the bottom of a bottle instead of the reflection in the glass.

SpinningIt's been 78 days since I met you, and I am still turning over the minutes like stones, trying to find some hidden meaning beneath. Sometimes I think that maybe I'm trying to make this something this is not, since I'm afraid of what this really is.Spinning by minimart
Since this really is my heart skipping like a broken track on the soundtrack of us falling... falling into swirls of the love-me-not notepaper petals, trying to piece them back together into daises that will have the chance to love again. Falling like leaves caught on the winter wind, drifting in a season we don't belong in. Falling like falling in love, like we've got nothing to lose. Except the only thing I'm really afraid of losing is you.
Since this is you crashing sentences into my skin until I wake up aching because awake and dreaming can't align the way we want them to. Still, the only words I want to hear as I'm counting my bruises, I want to come from you. It's not nearly late enough to be this tired, but I'm building up a resistenc