I want to walk into the heart of you and never walk back out.
Brooklyn Gang, 1959
New York City, NY
boys with dark hair and a deep voice need to stop ruining my life
My friends all lined up on the roof, just minutes before Seattle’s annual firework show.
tonight was one of the softest, gentlest, most peaceful nights i’ve had in a long time and i don’t want to forget it ever ever, even though it was just a friend and me lying on the grass looking at the clouds moving so quickly above us while we talked and drank flat coke and smoked and listened to moving moving moving music, and everything tonight just felt like it mattered and i am so glad because i’d almost forgotten that time and people and moments can actually matter.
i want to kiss you, kiss you until i am holding all your broken in my mouth. i am not scared of swallowing, tongue swollen with the pieces of you. i want to kiss you empty, kiss you soft, hands on your chest, legs on your legs, fingers on your face. i just really think everything would be okay if i was kissing you more than i am.