I would have stayed if it meant
talking to you on those wooden stairs all night
I’d have slapped mosquitos away
and listened to you compare yourself to your father
until the sky grew pink
If only you knew how much I meant it
when I assured you of your talent
I should have pretended I’d drank more
and kissed you on that couch
made a fool of myself again
just so you could taste how much I think of you
You can do great things
Things that will cause your father to
scratch his beard and ask for more details
Things greater than the small town you grew up in
I just wish you’d do them with me
So crawl on my belly ‘til the sun goes down
I’ll never wear your broken crown
I can take the road and I can fuck it all away
But in this twilight our choices seal our fate
Inna-l-Malak — Azam Ali
Son of a frog fucking tree biscuit whore bastard godFUCKING SON OF A—
I’m going to have to take my laptop in the pc shop. It downloaded an official update which broke it.
Which means I’m going to be on my old laptop for a while.
The wolves howl for you,
and we are breaking our bones in this forest
In this treetop of wants,
in this body full of timber,
in these spaces where you prowl out of the door
and my arms freeze open to the shape of your waist.
like this -
stone cold waiting.
This is how we do:
the beasts cry for you, teeth bared, incisors falling out of their mouths, snarling guttural at the moon.
I do the same.
I leave my gentle at the door and at your feet.
I leave my surrender wide eyed and holy-mouthed.
You crawl back into our bed sometime after midnight,
blood in your teeth and clutch my hair in your fists
lift me by the neck and taste the back of my mouth
hands around my throat - surrender
we break our bones together.
You take my spine and hold it between your teeth.
Shake and release. Shake and release.
I touch the ground with my toes and you bury all your brutal in places that it cannot be lost.
I hold your face and tender you
and we break our bones together.
So come on, get higher, loosen my lips
Faith and desire and the swing of your hips
Just pull me down hard
And drown me in love ~♪
Where Did The Party Go by Fall Out Boy (Save Rock and Roll)
You know I only wanted fun.
Then you got me all fucked up on love.