light up

you'd ask for a light.

i'd give you my soul.

the hit alone would send you on a trip.

a fashionable escape, such a sweet place.

purposely lost

i wouldn't even need to pack. we could just go, escape. i'd like to momentarily forget this place. we could go and do anything. everything. nothing. i think we should go. go and just be. we could get lost and laugh at the clouds. wouldn't that be nice? i could dance upon the sand while you just laughed and strolled along. we could have a snowball fight and build a fire, everything would just be right. we could make no plans. just go with our hearts. see what happens. light or dark. we could just go. i'm ready when you are, ready to go get lost? let's go. we should just go. what are we waiting for. let's get lost.

curious

Curiosity has built a home within my mind. It presses for a sensation that it craves for alive. Curiosity has found its way into my beating heart. It makes it beat like crazy, I couldn't imagine if it stopped. This crazy beating is timeless - throw away the clocks. Curiosity has made its way into my legs, makes them sway, with a dancing rush. My legs do crave, crave your touch. My lips are itching to explore. Exploring yours, exploring more. My fingertips are tingling with curiosity to touch, to feel, to hold. My curiosity is so real. This curiosity is very strong. Its like loud music - my favourite song. Wanna sing along? Alive and strong. Curiosity.

spoken

"so its my drive to be great? or my devilish good looks? or maybe my perspective on life, love and you?"

heaven

this song reminds me of you,

just like heaven - the cure

"Show me how you do that trick
The one that makes me scream" she said
"The one that makes me laugh" she said
And threw her arms around my neck
"Show me how you do it
And I promise you I promise that
I'll run away with you
I'll run away with you"

Spinning on that dizzy edge
I kissed her face and kissed her head
And dreamed of all the different ways I had
To make her glow
"Why are you so far away?" she said
"Why won't you ever know that I'm in love with you
That I'm in love with you"

You
Soft and only
You
Lost and lonely
You
Strange as angels
Dancing in the deepest oceans
Twisting in the water
You're just like a dream

Daylight licked me into shape
I must have been asleep for days
And moving lips to breathe her name
I opened up my eyes
And found myself alone alone
Alone above a raging sea
That stole the only girl I loved
And drowned her deep inside of me

You
Soft and only
You
Lost and lonely
You
Just like heaven

a dream?

Once you've dreamed a dream and later on your mind recalls it and strums lightly over it and you remember it in all of its entirety and even tho its just a dream it makes you feel something real. Is it considered a memory or still a dream? A dream is something that could happen right and a memory is something that already happened? But, what if it makes you feel like it did. Is it still just a dream?

think`n

Wind wistles through the trees, I can't help but think of you. The sun strikes tiny buds, they shine like emeralds, yet I can't help but think of you. I've fallen down and broken my heart, I can't help but smile at the thought of you. I'm about to take my very next breathe and I can't help but think of you. I saw an elephant at the park, I can't help but think of you. I can't help but think of you and all the wonderful things that make you. Thoughts are churning in my mind, all the time, I can't help but think of you. You don't have to think of me because that's enough to make me think, think some more of you, I can't help the rush. I'm thinking of you and how I can't get enough

sandy

I was day dreaming about wonderful coloured sand. Like the sand people put in fishbowls sometimes. The volcano reds and mermaid blues. And seashells big enough to sleep in. And when the sun has grown tired and fallen away the moon would appear and cast a wonderful glow on the sand. It would look like magic. An intoxicating magic that would steal your breathe away, but only for a moments time.

swim

swimming. i'm swimming in my mind through pink coloured skies. swimming. my heart is swimming in my chest to a beat of vibrant arrests. swimming. i'm ultimately swimming. swimming with my feet to the speakers, a swimming smile appears on my face. i feel the lyrics run around, all over the place. swimming. i'm here. swimming. a sensation of restless desire. i'm swimming in a glorious feeling. swimming in something i wish you could hear. swimming. i'm swimming. i'm swimming, near. lightly swimming around your eyes. swimming. i'm swimming. no disguise.

clockless

ripping nylon in a slow motion pace. smiles forming in a unexpected haze. no need for clocks, throw away the time. no need for moderation we've got each other's minds, no need for count downs. it's all such an appealing desire. respectful and true. feelings are rushing in and out of my body, can't say i mind. taking their time. forming so perfectly. driving me mental in the sanest of ways. pulses of affection, lightening bolts of passion, a twinkle in my eye i just can't shake out. a budding craving i want to fulfil. no rush. no problem. not anything but care.

fill it up

beautiful

beautiful. your beautiful to me. your confident wants and easy speech is beautiful. ultimately your this beautiful person with such courageous ways. your cautious and relaxed and in all it's entirety it is beautiful. your dripping with such beauty from your head to your toes. it bubbles up from your words, it dances in the breath exhaling from your nose. beautiful. so beautiful. you have a beautiful way. you are something extraordinary you are brand new in every way. your mind is like a beautiful sky littered with the most beautiful clouds. they make you look twice and stare right into the sun, your beautiful. beautiful. it's not hard to tell. everyone knows but i've experienced it more. i can't help but i want to bottle your beauty. keep it in my pocket incase i need you soon. your this beautiful soul with such a beautiful mind, your beautiful darling. they say beauty is in the eye of the beholder and i hope my eyes are scratching you. i can't help myself for looking, i want all of you. your a beautiful person bursting with a beautiful shine. your beautiful and your you which is one in the same.

lightening strike

lightening hot. strike my mind. boiling thoughts tickle the corners, tickle down into my ears. i hear these thoughts loud and clear. buzzing down they sit in my mouth. forming words, oh perfect thoughts. taste like sunshine. make me feel. my body's alive, this is extremely unreal. i'm satisfied just by telling you. eat them up and harbour them close. my words float around. grace your heart? i've got this rush i want to show you. i've got this rush my words can't explain entirely and to even try wouldn't justify what i mean. and oh what i mean is so heavenly. let me show you. interested interest i find you sweet.

everlasting

like an ever lasting gobstopper you are sweet and lifelong. as if i couldn't get enough i'm tipsy off your love. this tangible inclination is soft to the touch. an admirable activity which you possess. a fleeting risk of unbreakable hearts. like a raindrop you last and like the sun you warm me from the inside out. powerful temperament. an easy going tug of war. i want. you want. open doors but waiting for the invitation. the whistle blown. an easy anticipation. a glorious way. an epic time. hearts sway in the aroma of such essence. entirely moving together but questionable times. seconds tick into minutes and minutes form into hours and as the clock does it's thing. i'm still here. you are this truly sensational person that i want and you want more. and we've got all the time in the world. you are such a heavenly person. let me toss an idea your way and you can tell me how you feel because i want to try. try and feel what your feeling because my feelings are fluttering across me.

sparkler

Amazing masterpiece, your canvas is endless. Beautiful participation, your drive is ultra violet true. Stunning demeanor, let me leave lip prints all over you. Brilliant confidence, your screaming sexy. Delicious appetite, your presence is like bursting bubbles of intense colours. Glorious dignity, I admire you whole heartily. Stunning consideration, I can't help but want more of you. Heart wrenching wonders, you are so alive - you wear yourself so perfectly I write love letters to Prada all about you.

here without you

"i'm here without you baby
but you're still on my lonely mind
i think about you baby
and i dream about you all the time
i'm here without you baby
but you're still with me in my dreams
and tonight it's only you and me, yeah."

- Three Doors Down.

stay you

formulas. calculations.

solutions. methods.

i'm not programmed.

i say what i mean and i mean what i say.

i feel.

discovery. explore.

adventure. spontaneous.

i'm not boring.

i like what i like.

i'm trying.

collective. strong.

independent. mastermind.

i am me and you are you.

you wouldn't be you if you were any different.

i am me and you are you.

and i like you.

rip me up

"because trust me, there is nothing more i want than to grab you, kiss you for hours, rip your nylons and dive into your mind for endless nights."

".. i think it's all a process for me."

spark

you light up my world. you've set my imagination on fire. it sizzles with wonderful creations and it's influenced by you. you light up the world with your incredible self. the way you shine is blinding but i can't help it. i want to stare. i want to keep you there. the light within my iris' making my lukewarm blue eyes almost sparkle with flecks of your golden self. i want to hold the image of you and your personality within my eyes and set my mind on fire and let it sizzle and pop with such amazing colours. fascination, crispy as toast and golden as embers that ignite my soul and make me believe in truly wonderful things. i believe in you. your fire has sparked something. something alive. something i want to show you. something with time i hope you let me do. i'm on fire.

pulse

i was thinking about heart beats. how sometimes i can hear it in my ears. that's with a hint of fear of something i can't quite put my finger on underneath. this is different. this is my heart beat drumming through the tips of my fingertips and sometimes my toes. my heart beat takes control and it feels like my insides are dancing. it shakes my bones. its heavenly.

fortune cookie

i made this.

sky

what was that? you asked. and i whispered to you a giant balloon full of red paint just bumped the horizon and burst. look out the window. that sky is how i love you. i love you more than there are clouds in the sky. and if when you happen to look there are no clouds that is because the sky is to small to hold all of my love.

affect

affected. i'm affected by your affection. it's lightness casts a vail of affectious flattery upon my mind and uplifts my soul. affected. i feel at ease. an affected turn of events is having a glorious way with my heart. it does not sway but pulses for more. affecting you. affecting me. affected. i don't question or flaunt it. i don't shudder at it's easy way. affected. you are affectious. affection is oozing from my fingertips. let me touch you. allow yourself to feel it affect you. leave a shine of affection on your skin. let it remind you. affected. i am affected. you are affectious. my affection pours out to you.

morning

i woke up with wonderful images coming to an end in my head. my eyes were shifting open and my heart was speeding up to catch up. was a movie starting? nerves were settled. i woke up with a desire to smile. an instant connection to the things that i was strumming through in my mind. i was smiling out loud and it didn't matter why. it didn't matter that the cause was some what farther away than closer. it didn't matter that i longed to be nearer. i was experiencing something that doesn't happen to most. a connection to something not as far as it looks but not close enough for me to form words. let them sit on my tongue. fall over my lips. out into the world, grace your ears. but words we did exchange. a morning moment that would make everything ideally better.

alright

i'm bursting at the seams. i hope you can't see. if you can your doing an amazing job at not letting it slip. my fingers are tapping to beats in my head and the images racing across my eyes are ones that i've kept, close, inside my mind. like a wonderful crayon filled with colour i'd like to scribble outside the lines. i'd send little paper boats across oceans if they'd get to you. you could send them back, battered from the weather, but perhaps with a little hello. we could drinks cups of tea in the biggest of mugs and together combine favourite places. i'd take your hand. you could show me. now.

certain kind

that letter.

syrup

"we should kill, it'll taste like butterscotch"

"your better than butterscotch."

super size

dedication

to the nerd in all of us.

for the nerd you claim to be.

the coolest fucking nerd i know.

crushing

it happens the first time your celebrate an occasion. you get something; stuffed. plush. something that catches your attention. you hold on to that for years. you would never let go. not ever. you cry when you have forgotten it behind and if you've misplaced it your freaking almost instantly. then you grow up and you fall for things that you can indulge in. things that can comfort you. things you come to love. things you let yourself open up too. you get comfortable. and your heart beats lightly to let you know your alive and you suddenly are washed over with the feeling of a million butterflies kissing your soul. all you want to do is touch, silently moving, fingertips. eyelashes. lips. your mind becomes an open book that you want looked at. read. shared. by this amazing thing you have encountered. you want to hold on as tight as you can. without seeming eager. rushed. demanding. and it's not that your demanding, needing, or any of the above. your heart is just swelling with such amazing pressure you want them to even try and taste what you mean. you hope they know what your talking about. blush, at the thought of telling them. you continue being you and they continue being them, and ultimately you just love the all around sensations your experiencing, but your selfish and want more. want them all to yourself. ultimately. you're crushed. a shade of rose tints your lips and you can't help but love the crushing state your in. your dreams seem more lifelike. you wake up and without thinking of anything else, there are thoughts of them already dancing alive. you take the time to contemplate. slow down. be smart. but you really just want to shake them up, grab hold and run. run and do whatever you want, as long as their near, you feel anything under and above the sun is yours. ours. you want much more then you try and let yourself believe because your don't want to trip. stumble. mess it up. but you have a snaking suspicion that even if for a moment, you did fall on your face, they'd be there waiting. your crushed and you cant get enough. your crushed and your losing your mind in the most wonderful ways.

your crushed.
i'm crushed.
crush.

pinpoint

so much to do. so much to look forward too.

ideas spark in my mind like fireworks.

the world is my canvas, waiting for me to paint it.

wildly. vibrantly. beautifully.

so many thoughts. so many ways.

pen to paper.

needle to thread.

brush to canvas.

a sweet little escape.

continuous moments.

shared in unity and peace.

peaceful little bits of the inside of my mind.

invading corners and spaces.

we've got time.

art life art

100th post.

mega this

"every mega transformer needs his transformette."

- mega transformer

dose

screaming motives.

i've got so much to give.

trying to get in, without a rush.

back off, back up.

i can't stop.

addiction? a drug?

could you really compare.

entirely true.

symptoms all alike.

only an upside.

prescribe me more.

daily dose, i want more.

are you feeling uneasy.

i can't tell.

tell me more.

rant

uncertain gravity pulls finances from other galaxies, with the audacity too claim exclusivity. reflected projections from thoughts housed underground that begin to erupt like ticking time bombs. when the unnatural hides within the balloons of confusion as if your leaning close too the edge, invisible chemists concocting fabulous validation. faces in the crowd merge into one vast canvas of personas that will never be fully gratified, some barely even recognize, yet altogether, they are quite enchanting. emotional land minds disguised in designer shine, leaving your lipstick smeared. basked in lighter fluid, you are a walking hazard. generic passion, countless gestures, whispering smiles that leak temptation into the membrane which is quickly absorbed and shakes straight down too the core. quiver to the notion of realism, dive into the set of imagination, and leap at the chance too step up too the plate. while there, why not fill it. nutritious drama for the fly on the wall, don't be left empty handed when given the glamorous pass too acceptance, or was that too your existence. the shoe, the boot, the hat.. whatever fits? will you stoop so low even if it doesn't, go ahead ; fiening for a fix - try this on for size.. the monster already knows, packed your luggage a week ago. you strive toward disappointment, whata disappointment. the world has its causalities why must you prove too be one of those tragedies. radio once pumped where is the love ; but what i want too know is why did it even decide too run, maybe we need to get with the program. check back to the basics for we wasting much more then plastics on this fake shit.

for keeps

eyes locked. time stops.

good grasp. let's play for keeps.

i'm putting it all in.

call my bluff?

all or nothing.

i'm teetering on a jackpot.

you don't know it, yet.

what's my give away?

are you sure i've got one.

go ahead, make your move.

either way, were both coming out of this alive.

icy boas

remember. remember. i told you.

word dance

mailman, where for art thou.

i've got words in an envelope that

is anticipating it's arrival to it's

rightful owner. please hurry mailman.

the words are suffocating in that envelope

and want to freely dance, dance across the page.

sweet spot

bubble gum eyes, popping with desire.
liquorice mouth, bends too emulate happiness.
swedish berry tongue, taste like heaven.
gingerbread skin, speckled with spice.
jolly rancher sucker, thoughts rotting my teeth. sugar rush sprinkles the contents of my mind, sugary kisses, an ultimate high. dipped in chocolate a sincere apparel. a minty strut supports cinnamon hugs. your this wonka type candy store i plan to invade, captivated and dazzled i'm not sure i'll be able to get away.

amazing space

an abomination of crashing lights.
a mesmerizing glory of unproportional heights. a strict devotion reaching near the heart, a quick little nick and a line of light. upside. downside. everything's right. strumming cravings shed in shade, dripping nail polish. a punch drunk love haze. smokey twist, a casual change in events, smothering shelters opening chests. mindful battlefields - don't be afraid. armor presented in wonderful ways. defending values, pride and chaos.blistering friendships, anticipated fate. dancing queens and outer space. lopsided smiles, glistening eyes. closing space, coming together.. what a wonderful place.

watch the reel

classics.

Summer: I love The Smiths.

Tom: [removing his headphones] Sorry?

Summer: I said I love The Smiths. You–you have a good taste in music.

Tom: You like The Smiths?

Summer: Yeah. “To die by your side is such a heavenly way to die.” I love ‘em.

[Summer steps off the elevator]

Tom: Holy shit.

zipping beams

i dreamt of lights.

i can't wait to tell you more.

don't stray

small world, so many people.

likely candidates all after relatively the same

things. steps and guidance, it's all about

the way your approach it. searching for a spark

that makes it all click into place. most are

looking for the opposite. not to say something

dull and unclickable, but something much more different. however, stop and think. have you ever wondered if maybe something, similar, not the same because ultimately everything is sort of different in their own way. but did you wonder about how maybe you could be looking for something that's right in front of you. it silently screams your name, sing songs of sweet hellos.. but your gone. gone searching for more further up the road.

reflect

this is a extremely old photo. 2005?

but nonetheless long live chic clothing.

and Rei Kawakubo for Comme des Garçons.

whatsup doc

dear dr. martens,

i've loved you for quite sometime.

keep going with your

best foot forward.

x.

happy 50th anniversary!

check their clip, here.

a toast

"you don't care for what you think [I] am. but rather who I am."

from crack heads to CEOs

you spend your dollar, i'll spend mine.

combine the green, let's blow our minds.

city slumming. epic times.

bottles popping, bursting skylines.

poppin' corn and old school flicks.

VCRs. classic hits. made up music.

natural beats. pretty music - dancing feet.

Louboutins. sneakers screech.

flipping flops. a pair of wrecked up `verses

case commotion - Fendi purses.

pretty truths in deep red gloss.

mega hype smears her brow.

juicy sweat pants; a truly bumpin' crowd.

Nathan Sawaya

"Brick by Brick"

is simply wonderful.

loook.

looking

diamonds. sparkle. glitter.

eyes. looking. closer.

heart. beat. beating.

lips. pressed. fingertips.

breath. rise. fall. live.

aware. seeking. more.

empty. half full. endless.

teeth. biting. lips.

wonder. everything.

questions. asked.

crave. more. more.

smile. bright.

easy. knowing.

more.

waking up

it was very sandy.

we could have been here.

Koh Kood is a part of Koh Chang National Park.

its in Thailand.

kind of makes sense.