JUS BAILIN MA GURL CARLA OUT

phew. shit, that was kinda scary.

a work in progress

we wrote our secrets on our hands
and held them tight together.

things i have been thinking about lately

the awkward half second before a kiss, cutting hair off and wishing it long again, pencil sharpenings. old violin sheet music, dog-eared tatty notebooks, and always being 13 minutes late.

scheming

like paper birds in cages
if we fold up just right
nobody'd know we were trapped
only in creases
could truths be found
like flat ironed hair
if you take your time
it's not the same at all
not until it rains
well i wish i was the weather
and i wish i made more sense

my biggest fear is that all my other fears become rational. my second biggest fear is cotton wool.

joining the dots between sites i use

you (carla, hahaha) can look at my sketches here: http://bekintechnicolour.carbonmade.com/

sometime soon 'O8 will appear and i swear everything will get better, peace out

oh man, it's my fucking birthday