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it’s summertime
and i can understand if you still feel sad
it’s summertime
and though it’s hard to see its true possibilities
when you look inside, all you’ll see
when you look inside, all you’ll see
is a self-reflected inner sadness
look outside, i know you’ll recognize
it’s summertime
look outside, i know you’ll recognize
it’s summertime



















today so far… sleeping in, laying down by the river, leaves above me, sky above that. dozing off again on my blanket, my little plot of grass became my own, where i dreamt and dreamt of you. the blue sky as my witness, i slept, woke, gazed up at the trees, drinking them in, watching the wind. then, blackberry picking with my brother and corey, standing on my car in an alleyway trying to reach as many as possible, purple stained fingers and too sweet teeth. bowls full of free fruit, delicious, sun-ripened, just for us.

and now, a blackberry apple pie in the oven. and then, tacovore and on to the whiteaker art walk!