Adem Levine feat. Wiz Khalifa - Payphone

Foolish

I can`t help but laugh. Maybe try to find some humor in all of this distress. Laugh like the joke I feel I have told. Maybe somewhere along the laughter that escapes my lungs and belts through my lips i`ll find an escape.

morning blues.

When the curtains can't hold the sun out anymore and you know it's a brand new day with new opportunity. But all you want is the slimmest chance that he'll be right there, lying next to you in the new morning air, the cold sheets finally having molding imprinted Into them.

What I would do to have wrinkle marks between blankets and pillow cases.

Florence + The Machine - What The Water Gave Me

I have her on constant repeat. She never gets old. All her music is ridiculously beautiful xox

Steamed.

Shedding overused, dry, dead skin is rough on my exterior. Announcing new flesh to my surface is frightening. We are constantly in this movement of birth and death yet we never are prepared for either of the two. It never sits with you discretely. But if there was any way to shed the past and bring on new life: well, I would call that balance. It'd be like standing on new territory and pronouncing the English alphabet for the very first time. It'd be like the first time the sun ever placed it's warm, deep personality into the million of little follicles my body possesses.

way past forever.

Love me more than sunny days after a rough fight. More than hot showers on winter, snowy days. Love me more than Saturday morning cartoons, or that old mustang that you saved for at the age of 16. Love me without restrictions or fear. Give me your future like your life depends on it. Hold me as if your entire life is flashing across your eyes. Just Love me , with everything you possess, with every truth that escaped your lips. Love me for the woman I was yesterday and the the mother that I so desperately want to be tomorrow. For the lover that can still wake your senses, for the artist I choose to continue evolving into. Just Love Me. Love me and never let me go.

Bloom.

I think I've scared the butterfly and contributed to reckless agony. No clue how I possibly ripped away such potential. I suppose, when we get star struck by such jealously in experiencing such bliss within, we sabotage anything that can challenge us from being enough I was perfectly fine with the cocoon, just not the butterfly.