Deep dark abyss

Too often

I do this thing where I’ll like a girl for a brief moment and eventually get bored. But I personally blame them for not keeping me interested. I don’t ask for much just stimulate my mind and my heart will follow suit. My heart is really easy , just my over protective brain fools other to think my heart is a frozen crystal. I really mean well , I just don’t add filler. My mouth just outputs whatever my eyes see. So don’t be offended , I’m not judging. So, I don’t understand you, I want to understand and it bothers me that I can’t put my finger on it or near it , it always ends up being too far away from bullseye. Ok let’s just flirt, I won’t invest feelings, until your ready to match me.

One day I might not be here for you to confess your love. One day might just give up on everything. One day I might be stolen from all those who love me. Today I fall deeper into the abyss.

nycartscene: Opens Thurs, Apr 12, 6-8p:Audrey Flack: Sculpture, 1989–2012Gary Snyder Gallery, 529 W20th St., NYC (10th Floor)an exhibition of sculptures and drawings. Twenty of Flack’s bronze and fiberglass figures will be on view, offering a retrospective view of Flack’s work since 1989. Best known as a Hyperrealist painter, Flack turned away from painting in 1985. Since then, however, she has created a remarkable body of sculpture focused on reimagining archetypal and mythical images of women. - thru May 19 Absolutely loves

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Opens Thurs, Apr 12, 6-8p:

Audrey Flack: Sculpture, 1989–2012

Gary Snyder Gallery, 529 W20th St., NYC (10th Floor)

an exhibition of sculptures and drawings. Twenty of Flack’s bronze and fiberglass figures will be on view, offering a retrospective view of Flack’s work since 1989. Best known as a Hyperrealist painter, Flack turned away from painting in 1985. Since then, however, she has created a remarkable body of sculpture focused on reimagining archetypal and mythical images of women. - thru May 19

Absolutely loves

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Bright Eyes

—A Perfect Sonnet

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Bright Eyes | A Perfect Sonnet

Lately I’ve been wishing I had one desire, something that would make me never want another, something that would make it so that nothing matters.

(via loveyourchaos)

Questionable

Hi there ,
How are you? Do you still wake up in the middle of the night looking for me? Do you go searching for an arm with the right amount of squishyness? Have you gotten up in the morning and just wanted to go back to sleep next to me, only to realize that they are only fragments of your memories? Do you sit and have tea, and your tongue is telling you that the tea is much more bitter now?

I often sit and think of all the things that are much more enjoyable when you were mine. It seems like when you left , the door to my heart strings just shut. Nothing tugs on my heart like it use to. Every time your near my heart beats on it cage, like a captured lion. It roars and claws at the prison walls, hoping and wishing that the next action will grant it freedom at last, only to succumb to its capturer. Feeling defeated and beaten, it retreats the the little corner. That is home now, or as close. This is what I feel every time I see your face. Every atom in my body is attracted to yours, it’s like keeping 2 magnets apart, when it oh so naturally attracted to each other, so effortlessly. I love you, is the only response to everything you say. But I know that it would only complicates things. Like a poorly written romantic comedy, we are kept apart by forces beyond our reach. Only our movie has a sad ending. One that would sure disappoint all the critics. I wish our movie had a happy ending.