Verbally Abusing Myself

a frustration of emotion has built up inside parts of me i didn't know could have an affect on me, but it's happening and contaminating my surroundings. my smile is breaking and things are crashing out my reach i try to get there fast enough to stop them but i have no time to catch them. i lose my balance and fall out of place. i stumble around like a drunken case but all my bottles are filled and tightly fastened. i cannot gather my words in the right order to even begin to present to you something cohesive enough for your mind to absorb and read right. i'm kind of losing my mind, pent up somewhere dark i cannot find my words, but feel their weight on my brain they are there.. why they have restrained themselves from me, i cannot find the key to their lock. slowly pieces are escaping it's chains and i grasp a couple here and there but nothing that i can work with, nothing that would make it okay to let them slip over my lips and into the world.. nothing that will make you make your blind eyes see the light that i am throwing into them. verbally abusing myself i will try to liquidate my ability and loosen this rut that i have gotten myself into too.

Made Up Reality

dynamite legs. imagination so vivid it makes your eye sockets itch. a wonderful weapon that was built without your control. implanted with the stamina to use it to your advantage. delicious inquiries for the hungry mind and a consumption of energy blasting within the walls of your mind. a build up of curiosity now sits in the corners of your heart and as it beats you feel the sharp melody of it's truth slice deeper into your smarts. eventually you realize, a sudden moment of taste and while sound and your senses become cloudy with such relevance you have a reaction exposed in mediocre pace. you want what you want and you'll do anything to get it. you throw loyalty out the window and sleep doesn't matter because your body is now running on these images all fuelled by desire and you aren't about to throw in the towel. you couldn't if you tried, could you? your entire being now running at a speed that you don't really mind, you enjoy the rush of your senses become blind with cherry type pie because everything once sour is now sweet, all the time. a twisted junction of made up reality, a devotion to a joke that stopped being funny hours ago but you cant help but want to reach out and touch it, grab a piece of it and make it infinite, make it apart of your reality. but will you ever get back? to a sane moment. a moment where you can look in the mirror without seeing two, a false sense of hope in the way your behaving and all you can do it strive for what you want and even if it makes you crazy you won't stop believing, until you've got a full dose of whatever you want just be sure to open your pupils don't let yourself be jaded and as the moment slips right by you, don't be foolish enough to not chase it into the oasis of life.

All My Faults, Are My Fault

i'm awake. questioning my own questions. doubting my own doubt. my curiosity killing me and all my faults are my fault. scribbling frantically hoping that maybe from miles away my truths will have some kind of relevance to your emotions. secretly, i'd love to tie a beautiful yellow ribbon around your finger, forget me not. a lone balloon, i feel uplifted yet in the sky i am wandering aimlessly trying to grow organically with roots i planted months ago, but never settled in soil close enough to your heart. stranded in a sky-like garden with no water and not enough warmth to keep the flowers open. my words frozen like ice cubes pressing for your tongue to melt them into a soft sparkle, words i'd like to catch in the under tow of your rushing breath and fingertips i'd like to trace, leave behind ruminants of my soul. circle of marbles, allow me to knock you out of your rut and maybe advert your eyes to the side and catch me there. it might be easier if you just say no. all the signs are green as go but the motion in the action is still, i hope for yellow but there is nothing, it's all stop and go. i cannot slowly roll because of the berlin wall to your life that i will crash into. i slip on a higher heel, one that will endanger my life because it will throw caution into my mind and allow me to ease into your presents but getting away from that is something i haven't quite mastered, and your goodbyes are something i cringe at hearing. i am beating myself up over feelings i cannot help but bare. truths that are scratching at me and i can't make them back down. words slicing my tongue that i cannot speak out loud for the fear of you tasting them in the wrong context and deeming them manufactured or hallmark and they will be irrelevant to your own emotion but very faithful to mine. i tell myself i am done. feeling idiotic and foolish but there is a much deeper tie to this than i can control. it is a entire connection to my mind, body and soul and stupid me, cannot cut loose. i realize that i should probably kiss our tomorrows goodbye, because i haven't had a today with you. but i can't help but want to put up a fight, a promise that i am determined and to make mockery of my drive would just fuel my desire to be apart in relation to your mind. not asking for all of your time, but i cannot not wash my hands nor clear my mind of you. tackling me in aspects that if i told you, you would believe untrue. a build up of anticipation, why am i still anticipating. call me crazy for i often feel i am. i am very distort and perhaps for the hour of the night that it is, i shouldn't be ranting about such powerful feelings but they wont let me sleep, lovely bullies i can only thank for encouraging me, but a punk drunk love feeling that has cascaded over me, may i offer you a glass?

Heart Beat Remix

chaotic. my heart is beating faster than light, a bully to my chest. lego heart, put the pieces back together. soft little heart, silly putty, mend it. tranquilizer, i just might need it. earring stud, wear my heart as a fashion statement. bow tie heart, place it where it could be elegant, match it with a murky day and allow everything to just be the way it is. dance to the beat of your heart and allow my heart beat to remix with yours. a perfect collaboration of amazement. you be my burger king. i'll be your dairy queen. together we can indulge in the greater things in life. heart beating delicious moments into my mind. allow my heart beat to beat them into yours. time after time, this beat grows stronger and as insane as it does make me, i cannot belittle it's stability. heart beat click matching the strut of my heel. a heart beat soundtrack to future movie reels.

Tis the Season to Get Naked

the summer heat comes at you like tiny grenades and you can't help but want to be apart of the blistering war zone. allow the rays to beat you down and surrender to the oasis. water droplets kiss your skin and sweet redemption's take control of your senses, you've developed a case of disposition, tis the season to get naked. eyes remain blinded as syrupy sweet time reflects off the water into your eyes, pupils enlarge to a serve case of mesmerization. sickly delicious tanned skin, turning a shade of carmel, tongues want to whip against such colour. bodies cradle the waters edge and everything beautiful is increased with a paradise like complex and a daylight saving that is like a hero to me.. crystal clear blue skies and nothing much but heat and sun to kill the time a perfect little escape with a timely hello and goodbye.

Screaming Affection, You've Effected Me

smeared across my insides it was more than just a timely connection. a span vaster than any ocean, and my little eyes could peek right into those moments you let me see that they are apart of you, tucked right inside your glorious persona. a moment i want to create so that you may harbour it there with the others and when craving a little ventalition you can turn in my direction. a passion as bright as stars that i cannot dim. you could ask but the love that has bubbled now sits on my skin and pumps from my heart into every part of me. uncomfortable, i do apologize. hence, the encryption of my feelings for you. a guard built, one i cannot break. i would love to charge at it and make it mine but how organic? ..would that be. not searching for hatred to rest upon your iris' so when they see me it reflects and daggers cut me. not forcing anything which way. simply standing with your character and promoting its efforts, your drive is impeccable and your screaming affection, you've effected me. creativity bursting with everything you do and telelvised people are glued to the tube, as if they are watching you. longing to be apart of your movement. a rise to the challenge, they rise to praise you, props and high five you a juicy time for presidential kisses, your life is a story that has to be written, a piece of art i'd love to hang on my wall, a timeless connection.

Soda Pop Lips

slurping into an eternity of forever and the fizz alone will snap you back to reality. a red lip to leave prints all over your senses and a quick soda can to contain sad secrets. allow time to slip away and throw caps into the stream, water under the bridge. remember everything and bottle whatever youd like, scribble of fountain drinks, and your name in a silly place and everything crazy seems to fizzle out and you cant handle the stories of the past because your living in the moment and the moment is now. time after time you then realize that everything is about to remember you some way some how, but you don't fret, raise your red. iconic, you're bionic and don't let them tell you any different. a reasoning of nothing and you aren't about too stoop to a level of whateverness to counter clock their togetherness, sun on your soda can, and your time is now, so sip life gently, second best thing for lips is smiling.. but forget that - lets kiss!

Kiss My Clothes Off

Misery look me in the eye and spark my desire. A constant urge to be elsewhere with certain company and you're nowhere to be found. In the elements of my technology, I find you very comforting. Easy to breathe and entirely astounding I wish I could tell you more. Your ears will not listen too me and sweet words would be ever so kind to fall upon your mind. From my mouth to yours, a kiss of imperfection that would scream perfection all laced with good intentions. I intend to kiss you a million times. Mocha memories and steamy scenes an intensity I didn't imagine, you saw the scene. I cannot be held accused of a wild imagination, not this time. Speak now or forget your peace a passion so fiery its melting me. You so flavorful and your brilliance is like sexy apparel, I want to wear you with my nylons and kiss under the stars until our clothes fall into the water.

Butterfly Bullies

monarch butterflies swarm a puddle as deep as a swimming pool. i'm standing there. the water is just above my waist. at first, i only peek at those butterflies. i don't dare touch. i look around but no movement. i don't want to make the water ripple and i don't want to touch the butterflies. i advert my eyes to a higher deck, the first floor of this boat filled but not filling. if the water is on purpose or not i'm not to worried about it. my eyes catch something i still can't make it out but seems like it's kind of smiling downward. overtime the foamy dream drips into my sleep and it kind of haunts me? at a certain moment in the dream my fingers pick up little pockets of water and i raise my arms way over my head like i'm waking up in the morning light and stretching of last nights slumber. when i do this, the water doesn't not seem effected, the butterflies still there in the water, motionless. it kicks me in the mind and i can't help but want to over analyze it, shake it, rip it into pieces and try to put it back together in a manner that would make a little more sense too me. i don't what it is. those butterflies, ultimate little faces i cant make out but their wings are fluttering against my skin in this invisible way that kind of makes me uneasy. a weird little notion i cant get over. a recurrence in my mind that i cant control. i don't know what it is, why it happens. an army of dead butterflies keeping me up. when i am asleep i am awake and when i am awake i am dreaming.

Crisp One Hundreds

Little bow ties made out of crisp one hundred dollar bills. Lightening bolt smiles and fabulous apparel that makes chandeliers appear dull. Delicious heels making legs look like killers in glitter. Stab me with this frenzy of sexy notions drawing my eyes to scenes of madness, bright lights allowing eyes to be shaded with blinders of wonderful mesh material. Sequin kisses hugging bodies in flamboyant ways. Gloss reflecting off plump lips itching for mouth to mouth contact. Revive life with a rock`n roll slam of guitars. Electric music zapping bodies. Head banging. Fist pumping. Teeth chattering with epic vibrations. Mangled bodies manhandling each other in sizzling ways adapting to each others movement in the fluorescent. Trigger fingers pulling at each others minds. Ideas expanding like red balloons. Mouth watering stares and a hunger so strong. Teeth exposed to the crowd, people wanting more. Clawing for all they’ve got. A strong might that people will savor. A desire like a drug so incriminating it releases your soul into a scene full of madness, pushing everything to the extreme. Plastic Barbie heels and I hope you're hot enough to keep the heat, don't let those dazzles melt away beauty queen.

Invisible Time

Fleeting heart jumping out of their chests and into uncharted territory. Many believe they were openly asking too be broken. Broken hearts, scattered across a sudden desert trench that once was lavish and full of life. We are all living to die. Breathing to stop. Racing against time is neither going to slow or speed up the process. Ghandi said it. Everything you do will be insignificant but it is very important that you do it. So young lovers with your swelling hearts and veterans of love. I encourage you too carry onward for love and enlighten you with expected hope that you will be okay. Everything has an ending but the beginning is important. Stay true to yourself and do not forfeit to the restriction of invisible time. Time is among it. And when we die and move onward wherever you believe you go, time will not stop. It will not stop for you nor I so why not give it a run for it's time. Make time yours. The time is now. Id take charge and stop letting it charge you around.

Glitter Foot

patches of wonder settle in the grass. magnificent pleasure washes over. glitter foot and an adventure unspoken of. pen to the paper but the ink is gone. ideas erupting at your eyes and you can see everything the way you wish. turning pieces into peace. path ways never ventured are now yours too claim. candies the colour of the sky awakening taste buds, you're alive. simple smiles land upon canine friends. pillow waterfalls and you feel at ease. windy days slicing into sunlight. polaroid smiles and you have no fret, no stress. restraint is thrown out the window. caution simply tucked away for another time another place. instinct heightening at your whole experience. love pricking your entire mind, casting disco feelings on your skin. party favours and a goody bag. surprise surprise, on a beautiful day. ice cube marks and a butterfly spot. tree tops sway to a song you had only heard in your heart. cobble stone ways taking you too mysterious places. a brand new day for you too mould. sleeves rolled, embrace it all or walk the other way. now or never, time will sweep this day away. standing taller then you have ever seen before. confidents radiant in all you do. glitter foot, you've put on the right pair of shoes. a decision made just because and look what it's done to you. nail polish highlighting your enchanting ways. semi automatic delights.

Mindful

rubber band wrapped around my mind. cutting off all circulation. funny tho, how i can still feel it's pulse. rapid mind running around, scattered brain yet content. fully aware of it's penetration. constant movement, never stopping. tilting my insides all different ways, leaving feelings casted upon my skin. hazy mind i can't always see straight. colourful mind, in high definition, black light reflects my imagination, a mind so vibrant it shakes your eyes. raw little mind with it's big big canvas, shouting whatever it wants. unpolished truths presented in direct ways, allowing the audience to doubt my manners. set flame too my mind, for i am on fire. born to be wild? i cannot censor my desire. dislike you may not want to be aware of, don't ask for my opinion if your only searching for me to say something you wish to hear. juicy membrane, like a library of everything. pieces of everything. all building up too who i am. don't understand me, i didn't think you would. only a limited few actually do. many do seem to try, others don't really care much but they are quick to turn eyes and spout words webbed with lies. cohesive people, keep trying to destroy my mind, for timeless it is and your time is now up. flavourful mind, won't you take a bite. sensual and alive. time after time and my mind still beats like a heart in my chest, this is no where near my feet yet i feel it's compression throughout all of me.

Rock. Paper. Stare.

your eyes have this thing about peeking into my soul. quakes of motions are sent right through me. morning light type sensations reflect my entire being. your words are like glitter casted upon my atmosphere, i breathe them in, so that i can shine within. colours begin to bubble and pop. starlight mixed with a neon haze, a life worthy temperament tilting me in your direction. fairy tale dreams broken apart with smacks of reality yet you are still you, not a figment of my imagination. laughing bodies begging for a funny. murky skies shed shadows on our faces and eyes playing games with eyes. rock, paper, stare. lips teasing one another, and emotions dripping off the sides. delicious questions pierce my mind and i can't help but want to probe your mind. tell me all the things you house in the temple of yourself so that i can take flight in your personal adventure, a starvation of the self, i'm hungry for all of you.

Sugar Fixation

lighter fluid lip gloss setting my whole body on fire. a celebratory stare, igniting your fire. sugar fixation your eyes slink across my canvas. temptations borderline on addictions. cravings swimming in the contours of my mind adapting to my stride. confident touch melting away the tick of time. lightening up personal atmospheres, yours and mind. goggly eyes making hearts strong, beat with lions pride. a reaction of membrane's setting the world on fire, one sequin at a time. fashionable magnet. you are a picture out of it's frame. a walking masterpiece with everything and your name. a drive like a sports car, your efforts are smooth. rev your imagination and i'll be sure to give you all of my time. a limitless encounter that is mine. stamp a mark into memory and hope you don't forget.. silly string vibes and a whole new season, with your entering like a new scene.

Designer Filth

a moment to proceed into redemption. solid amounts of energy consuming you from the inside out. eyes being pulled away from the future into something else.. beautiful liars speaking the truth and making hobbies of your pain. sharp moments blinded by a festival of chaos. gentlemen, not so gentle and women, so very unladylike concocting plans to menace around in the creases of time. chemicals made in the designer way, glitter and grease, making everything filthy sexy. respectful seconds stealing your breathe and a harbouring them on the top shelf, out of your reach. your racing against yourself. your dreams are being smothered by irreplaceable people. tiny voices dancing on your ear, causing deep deviance within. sober ideas in a drunken time. a frenzy of something much more substantial then you choose too believe.. separate your eyelashes pretty people and peek a little deeper then simple mascara massacres.

Distilled Vanity

Distilled vanity and all i want to do is yell obscenities, into your ears and out your pupils. Let the liquor purify your devil love and crave for murderous amounts of darkness. twisted tongues calling to each other and feverish banter reacting with sex appeal. delicious little moments you want to savour on the tip of your tongue. finger tips clawing for peace and everything ending in pieces. designer bullies beating the fashion into me. bleeding mistakes, i do not regret this scene in my life. disrupting comics for a starlight attitude. jewellery store fever and a wide imagination. kissing trouble and running with prolific sarcasm that you don't want to look back. eyes stabbing the present with juicy sensations. a mild attack on privacy, you cannot break this. newspaper moments and a whole journal of dreams fluffy as cake yet injected with just the right amount of poison. friendship swimming with connection and you can't help but take the plunge in too an addiction of character. a feeding frenzy you want too act on but with doubt able restraint, you shall sit restrained.. waiting.

Glove, Pout Combo

‎"Here abandoned in my fame,

Armageddon of the brain." - MJ

Caramelized Murders

Stabbing gummy bears thru their gummy hearts with licroice swords and candy canes. Quick somebody throw him a peach ring so that he may attempt and save their life. A sugary murder the colour of swedish berries and puckering lips wincing at the watermelon sting. Citrus chains enclosing icy brains and the sugar rush your bound to escape is going to make your teeth rot, chocolate dipped words melting on tongues and french kisses making bonbons last much longer than highschool sweethearts. hot lips kissing sour kids and cola bottles just as juicy. marshmallow visions clouding your appeal and a caramelized escape, soften.. gum ball battles and a heap of  lime ricky, begging for you to slow things down because he's been on a sugar high for .. well for .. forever now.

Jealous for your Cigarette.

Light you up. Place you between my lips. Allow your nicotine spirit to inhale to the very depths of my core. Exhale so you may breath and ideally return back too me. Cling to the sleeve of my leather jacket. Fit perfectly in my heart pocket. Kiss the collar that brushes my lips. Nicotine wisdom and a dose of perfection. Jealous for your cigarette. Spark my mind with curiosity, tease me with lingering sexuality that would make a beast out of me. Whisky battles, super size heart. Straw to your tongue sipping the very essence of me. Eyes wide shut and I can still see you clearly. A sober affair with all the intoxicated senses. Your nicotine words staining the inside of my mouth and I can help but want another puff. May it be the death of me, up in smoke with me, a hunger deep inside of me, no cure could get rid of me.

Mega Transformer

Puckering lips aiming for a severe dose of rejection. My body dances to your pulse. Fuel the living frenzy. I can't help but want to indulge in all of you. Water fall locations and spots way up in the air not only emotionally heightening but physically too. I wonder if you remember such nights of sweet desserts both food and flesh. The wheels in your mind always turning, you throw obstacles in, try to slow them. Allow me to reassure them. Butterflies? We really must go visit, allow the flutter to swim in the corners of your soul and I will tuck them in, watch it glow. Beautiful complications I want to absorb. Allow your dreams to rest on your eyelids and nightmares I shall swat away from your soul. Greasy smiles make me slip and slide, I'm on a route for distruction when you throw them my way. My racing mind slowly sways words fall over my lips into your ears and racing hearts causing mega transformer moments of starstruck light beams to shed a beautiful glow on my napkins, pen spelling out powerful bullets that just might astound you. Skin like mocha extra cream. Ive become an addict to something ever so close yet not within my reach, yet?

Strictly Fetish

Glittery murders and a highlighted stain of emotion dripping right into your mouth. Pulsating tongue, wanting wanting more. Car like pace and flexible wrists. Bottomless sky and your reaching for much more, sweet nightmares full of it. A purple mark brusing love and your attention span is harder than presidential. Curves cutting at your insides. Squeezing lungs, suffer breathing. Heart beats feel like earthquakes in your shell. Beating you up.. Pour you a glass. Look a little closer. Laugh. Come over here let me kiss you there, you've got a little whisky I'd be happy to take care of for you. Dancing shoes hung in the closet. Lipstick ideas and I could really make you ignite, just right. Keep your mocha fixation on my hips, nylon memories. Twisting this and twisting that. Relax. Don't hurt yourself. Savoury times and epic appeal. Forget the apparl this is strictly fetish. Craving your desires, your desires are what i crave. Boom.

Dirty Vixen

Cut your pepsi pretty little girl. Let it give you wings like bulls. Mellow like a shade of yellow and it'll elevate you like morning dew, mountain height. Careful now of you might shed coca-cola. Breathe out your mouth, you clogged you nose with pretty little junk. Superstar. Imagery and collasol mess shooting you straight to the blackhole in the sky, quick digest - there goes your life. Pretty little party hopper with all the right fixings, danced her clothes right off now she's a dirty vixen. Click a picture save the negatives, when she gets a little glimspe of the glamour light this will all be a mega positive in her new life. Filthy scandal on paradise road and this is when shit starts happening..

Ice Cream Sundae Journey

jelly fish kisses and sea horse runs. whispering wants under water, loud enough for starfish to laugh at your insanity. coral swaying to the sound of ocean sounds, mermaid visions still cast reflections in my dreams and seashells the sizes of houses i would love too sleep in. sand castle clubs and a coconut appeal. swimsuit lines kissing perfect places and smiling rays of sun encouraging you, daring you too just be, just be. the moon envelopes the sun, pushing it miles away and allowing stars to dance across the waters surface, luring you into dreams of everlasting anythings, flotations - saving you from slipping away. pretty gulls wander the waters edge, chasing the tied back and forth, water flecks across your canvas, creates smiles and you can't help but want too just stay there forever, casted away .. on the beach .. a water surrounded paradise with all the fixings. an ice cream sundae kind of journey.

It's Ours

a little army of impeccable minds. joining forces too conquer the times. an elevated desire to achieve world domination. always learning, einstein grins. always dreaming, piles and piles of things to make real. hearts the colour of sweet tarts and smiles so bright they make you want to fight, fight for what we're believing in.. because now you want it too. you feel it, yep. it's taken over you - but kudos my friends, i welcome you. we make the street lights come on and the crazed fashionistas tag right along. we wake you up in the morning, like a caffeine kick - we're strong. unstoppable, forward is our destination and we aren't about to wait for you. magical nights and epic notations. high fives, props? killer brilliance in a relevant way, making what you crave easier and easier too obtain. a way of life, a state of mind. an invasion of outrageous things in scandalous measures, better hold on tight or you just might not be able too handle it..

Champagne Infested Memories

bubbles fizzle from my lips and capture light beams in different shapes. slurpy words coming out just the way i want them too. clinking little inclining matching my decibel at a enchanting level. practiced? i think not but the vision my words are stirring up in your corneas is rather ironic. boot shine glow and ultra lip gloss, perfect little feelings wrapped in just the right paper. christmas, no. it's hotter than hell and we aren't about too cool things down. someones screaming for attention and i can't help but watch the substance in my words settle into your mind and rather intoxicate you with this truth of mine. hunger possesses your character and leather fine bodies begin to react. a reaction for the universe too imagine and while it's all happening i can't help but smile at the rather light bulb effect it's having. a thought of mine, jumping off the page, into my mouth, forming words and out they pop like pretty little bubbles, champagne infested memories and i can't help but want to pour you another glass, sit back and relax - the time is now and it's going to be one helluva blast.

Lip Print Analogies

twisted little knives casting a pandemic of glorious flurries into eyes star bound and back from hell, they are smoking hot. fluorescent adolescents kissing in coat closets and leaving lip print analogies across each others skin, let me kiss it out for you. fingertips outlining neon harmonies into your veins and shocking your bones - an addiction to movement, move together, all alone.. moving moving. can't slow down. pillow dreams and a journal underneath, pen itching at my arteries like a drug, cocaine symptoms and i'm pushing the pen to the paper. music so loud my thoughts are over powering it. twinkling little nail polish fever on this all white keyboard makes me think of candy, your lips. hot lips. i want both. remembering December to chill me in this summer heat, party animals unleashed and a golden age with paint brush desires, paint me up. mind over matter - what's on my mind is what matters. cascading floral prints on your eyes and enchanting monday music, get ready for a scene.

NowhereLand.

destination determined, weather i will arrive, you and i are both stuck in the dark on that one. wild mazes opening minds, erasing time.. pulling me in to nowhereland. subtle secrets attack my mind, bone marrow melts and the sun washes away, into open skies. welcome home, to nowhereland. mattress comfort, mirrors fogged with liquid love and you can't determine what exactly has slipped into your pupils, causing you to want to roam around.. nowhereland. picking up shards of colourful glass, placing them collectively within the palms of my hands, allowing the sun to dance upon, cast twinkling ideas into the airwaves, abandoned radio station in nowhereland, just announced an awesome party. dancing clothes and shoes, a must. bubbly wit and a purse full of memories, digital images of you dance along the mentality of everything and anything, taking me into nowhereland, where whatever you want is yours to make happen.. destination decided, arrival unknown. welcome to nowhereland. nowhereland.

Fingerprint Disease

amusement tickling frenzies and burning epic fires. bewilderment fuelling chemical emblishments and allowing toxic kisses to be the death of me. smart a lic remorse, with a morbid side effect. blind sided visions and a shiney appeal, brand new lies taste just like plastic. metal minds with a hint of melocholy making everything seem lazy, easy.. painless. fingerprinted disease and your yearning for it's touch.

Tipsy Topsy

laugh riot, shouting your brains out and you can't help but want to turn it up louder. feel the vibe totally consume you, running up your spine, pulsing straight through you. tipsy topsy and you're gold like the sun, bubbling twisters and your head is gone. out of reality, you've married insanity and when all else fails you shall prevail and as you strum forward with little blisters of hope you can only imagine what will become of such sout. wipe your eyes dreamy child and rise like a volcano, cloudy haze and your loving everything about it, a glittery misfortunate. feathery truths and pile of memories. memories pushing at you, ripping the seams, and everything that was anything ultimately becomes nothing and once you've seen the scene, will you then believe, like a kick in the mouth.. did you expect everything to change without your willing foot forward, mind in the gutter looking for those coins, but why not try and reach up a little higher for something worth so much more..

Whatever You Can

Jump start retaliation. Bullets enclosed with hidden messages striking your cruel sense of bewilderment. Scorching little kisses slither along my skin and i can't help but anticipate.. sweet little critics swimming in fishbowls full of jelly and a peanut butter oasis is calling my name. envy the greenest of greens and a purple little heart for all of those who couldn't see just how magical this all could have been. fireworks bursting glossy little images into my heart and safety tape cautions you too not question the now or the before, just go where you must and take the flame with you, brighten up your existence with much more than your laptop screen, go out into the world and climb upon empires that were built for your enjoyment. pepsi cola smiles and a whole lot of mclovin' open your mind and climb inside, get creative with it, play dough to your hands its your time to transform whatever you want into whatever you can.

Just Getting Started

slide the scene into my view master, escape into a memory that hasn't happened. taste the purity to my truth and throw diamonds in the air so the sun can feel a little richer. flowers sprout from clouds casting such light on our sound, i can really shake em up. shimmy my body closer to the night and allow moonbeams to dance across my eyes. and just incase i missed that scene lets hit repeat and play it again and again. nylon infested sex dreams and whole lot of flare, twisted kind of emotions and ruby red stares. shoulder thrusts and a whole lot of movement, jump baby jump and throw your body into that party, heightening like a drug but you're the soberest aren't you.. killer high heels and a mouth like a gypsy speaking fluent little tales into the wind at such late hours so when people awake, present is in the past and future lays in their laps. paper little hearts and gems shaped like stars, lipstick studded bullets and we're just gettin' started...