January 2011
35 posts
“My thoughts spark when hearts talk, they speak the similar language like how when our minds walk & when mines walk I throw a peacoat over a hoodie cause it’s cold& the times dark, nearly midnight. Sit tight & burn one with me. As the cigarette is burning through, these sweet talks bout our ex sweet hearts got me learning from you. Except I caught feelings from the moment we locked eyes, but you didn’t feel the same back then, back when i was just him& he was just a friend now every things all different. Let’s move on tho before the flame goes out cause I’m all outta matches meaning we only have this one try to make things the way we see it through the lens of imperfection. I remember when I used to go looking for things I could never imagine myself with then use them as standards, found out that nothing met the match, so I gave up. Until you fell onto my lap so does that mean you gave up? Settling for what you believe would fulfill your late night cravings besides that rice crispy you dip in neutella. I can say this is different, but I just can’t pick out what it is. For now I’ll use time as my tea & faith as my paddle. I’ll row till I get thirsty again.”
—P R E K I L L A.
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YOU GOT THAT, 808.
“This maze I’m in amazes me at times
I just wanted to be at peace with you
And if I gotta settle for a piece of you,
Then I gotta say peace to you.” —Wale (via originatalie)
I just wanted to be at peace with you
And if I gotta settle for a piece of you,
Then I gotta say peace to you.” —Wale (via originatalie)
