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flooded by love. damn, it’s fuckin cheezy with huge Z but, that’s what i’m feeling right now.
such amazing amount of love that fulfill me from head to toe, especially in the heart. it feels like i can’t breathe.
but, duh. who needs oxygen anymore?
…seriously this is overly cheesy.Posted By venus aretha On 12.21.2011 @ 10:34 pm
ah finally, you’re here i’ve been looking for you.
i miss you. a lot. i miss drinking hot pumpkin spice latte while enjoying you and your warm smile, even though it’s kinda cold here. you’re not that hot and make me afraid even just to approach you, and also you’re not as cold as winter, i know that’s to make it easier for me to hug you.
come here, dear. closer. you need to know how much i’m missing you.Posted By venus aretha On 11.08.2011 @ 1:46 am
you make me cracked inside those noises in my head in my heart about life, about love, about choices, about fights, yell, anger, tears
i can live with them, i can’t live without them i’m tired of war but somehow i love these riots. your riots.
our. riots.Posted By venus aretha On 10.29.2011 @ 9:21 am
I hate it. Small, black, and many. There’s so many of them, creeping, bitting sometimes.
Even if there’s only one of them, that itchy feeling felt so real, dangerous, like it can fill up the holed on your body. Or even if it’s not. It feels like it can be absorbed to your skin, destroy you in the inside.
I just, hate it.Posted By venus aretha On 09.06.2011 @ 1:57 am
it’s you. you and your eyes. you and your big smile. you and.. now you’re waving, what for? we’re this near. and. ah.. it’s there, your sweaty big hands that i love to hold all the time. you’re this near, why you are smiling but your eyes so sad? i am reaching out to you, and wake up.Posted By Venus Aretha On 08.14.2011 @ 5:57 am
i’m not gonna bow to the queen, no she’s bright, she’s glowing. i know. but no i wont bow. you know why.
i can see her eyes narrowed. offended, hurt, i dont even know the queen will give a damn. ‘why,’ she asked, ‘why you just stand there arrogantly?’
‘because,’ my voice soaked, ‘i already have my queen.’ hell, this is torture. her eyes still there, waiting for the rest. ‘though she never wants me to be her king.’Posted By venus aretha On 07.14.2011 @ 4:19 pm