adelleda

this is really only all we have: daytime. twilight. pitch black. night light. coldest eyes, and the softest touch. daytime. twilight. pitch black. night light. these typed letters. beneath me. fuck with these buttons and knobs long enough, and maybe things will. turn out fine. hide behind your crystal screen, and blow kisses at me. go. write your name on my chest in kerosene. spark a match, and you won't be cold again. this is really only all we have: daytime. twilight. pitch black. night light. coldest eyes. you had the coldest eyes, and the softest touch. daytime. twilight. pitch black. light!, gag and. destroy me. gag and. destroy me. i have a, collection of thunder that i stole, i stole. that i stole. from your windowsill. stole. right through your windowsill.