Typhoon's Mind

I don't mind not being with you anymore, but you used to do art when you were with me. What I mind is the used to part.

How he longs for you to long for him once more Just once more

I just realized that I literally get a small kick of ecstasy when I read something clever or learn something new. For real. In other words, I get mini-orgasms from intellectual stimulation. Damn.

It goes like this. A girl shows me something beautiful. Smart. Creative. Wild. It can be a picture she drew, a movie she made, maybe just the way she looks at the world. Or just a glimpse of a smile she gifts the world with. Her passion. And then I am like this. I want to fall asleep, but I am thinking of her, and what she shared with me. It is not an intense feeling. Not really sexual or a desire to posses. I am just content. I am smiling. A quiet bliss in my heart. I am in awe with her.  Girls are such a blessing.  Please keep expressing and sharing yourselves with the world :) Thank you.

If I really cared for her, I would have wanted her to be with someone who loves her, and someone she loves back.. But no. I don't want that. I want her to be with me. I realize this. And still I want her to be with me. If that's not fucked up, I don't know what is

I know that you pretend you don't care because you think that I don't care. But I care. I am just me, and I can't be all you want all the time. And you are just you, and you can't be all I want all the time. This means we will never talk again like we used to. Still, your magic touched me and mine touched yours. I was burned by your fire and my madness inflamed your sadness, even if it was just for a while. For that, I am glad.

Hey, pretty

Godhood

Art.

NSA

Life.

I am not afraid beautiful women. But I am afraid of beautiful, intelligent women. In other words, I am afraid of falling in love

Pure Evil