Everything you do, you pay for. So if you're going to kiss me, you'd best be prepared to bleed.
Monday, March 1, 2010
The Shipwreck In My Head
Everything you do, you pay for. So if you're going to kiss me, you'd best be prepared to bleed.
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Well put.
amazing. beautiful.
so deliciously simple.
I don't understand this one.
It meaning you must pay for the tip jar or feel the bleed.
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At "Anonymous" above me:
I hug you too :)
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Wow... stunning photograph.
You thought you were prepared to bleed, but only after you leaned in did you realise you weren't. Then you left me to clean up the mess.
This beautiful simplicity was just what I needed today.
LOVE it !
haha, great.
<3
I've never been so jealous of another writer's talent before. Your words are hitting nerves I didn't know I had.
I used to be scared. I still am. But, in the last nine months I realized my heart bleeds, regardless. I won't make promises, I won't ask for them from you. But, kiss me kiss me kiss me!
I pay for losing you. Yeah, I'd pay to have you stay, but if you want to be here it will be worth it.
My back is turned. I walk the other way.
something about this picture grabs me. Maybe because you cant really see what it is so my mind runs wild.
fyi- I see a ship in case your wondering
Fuck you
I'm a little slow, help me understand. A shipwreck... so doesn't this beg the question what kind of kiss? Hello or goodbye? Are you using the remains to create something new, or will you leave it the way it is?
i know you say you write this to 'me', but i know it's really for you. do you know that? it's ok, we're all pieces of each other and we do not deny others comfort, why ourselves?
we all pay, fuck you fuck me!
All bullshit. You fake dumb fuck!
It's a sailboat!
i wish u told me that before we kissed.
You forgot this one, simple rule. And now, you will pay for it. Dearly, my love. You will pay for it dearly.
I'm paying for it now.
Are you happy now?
Classic food for narcissists.
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