can I lay
on the ground
in the rain
and let it wash away
that’s made a home
inside my head today?
(enough, I guess)
but my reflection
in the mirror.
— liz (11.1.2013)
Truth or Dare?
I’ll take it off for you
Pretty petite doll with Bambi eyes, I’ll never cross you off again. Dance for me, please and please.
I had to choose between conscience or crew.
If we had met at a different place, at a different time… there would be nothing stopping me.
Neon Hearts Take a While
Neon hearts get to sparkle so bright when the savage and the tender collide. This area of concentrated brightness, where the lost souls bathe in a sea of neon colours. Right here, where waves of dotted lights pumped out of the loudspeakers.
Are you ready young people? Are you ready glittering skirts? Are you ready dark-suited men?
So laces flow, the legs go. We are inside, we are on the rooftop, we are where the lights shone. Sometimes the familiar red lines get us wondering: where do all the wild ones grow?
Spiky platform heels in electric colours stepping and sliding with the bass drops. Are you here young people? Are you here glittering skirts? Are you here dark-suited men?
Soon you’d find out that the rain in your hearts turn to lasers of bright lights tonight. We’ll flow the X’s and O’s all over these soft spikes on platform heels and underneath these bright laces on the skins.
“You have to take me right now
From this dark trailer park
Life now, yayo, how now, yayo”
(Source: ivannori, via candyswanepoels)