Nosebleed.
Be careful-Your mind is capable of so much.
Plenty of time to melt wax wings, and experience serene things.
I remember saying, “I don’t believe in love, if I’m in a bad mood.”
It’s partially partial.
The man up the street makes a deal with his “God”,
before every deal he makes in a back alley.
He thinks it’s proper ettiquette, yet doesn’t cover his mouth when he yawns.
I think about those who burn up standing in the sun.
Perhaps they want a better view.
Maybe the man up the street just wants a better view when he’s pushing up daisies, instead of just pushing.
(Source: amandaschappell)
