to move up and down
Underground Bison
Discovery is just the beginning.
I live with your ghost
Even though you’re gone
And your stuff is leaving
She still wanders the house
Sadly breathing
Old life into the air
And down my crooked spine
She whispers songs of a time
When you were still mine
And I was twice the man
That stands before you
Because you see
When you left
My ghost followed you too
“The Two-Headed Monster (A Tiny Story)”
Tiny Story by RedHeadMonster
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The two-headed monster fell in love with itself.
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(via hitrecordjoe)
My latest creation. Everyone, meet Julian Xavier Zinn Baldwin.
On the sixteenth day…
ten days…
Five days
Into the Sea
My everyday life is somehow meaningless. I spend all of my time living in the future and the past. Always trying to figure out how to make something work out. Always planning, plotting, thinking. I don’t do enough. I’ve become a collector of thoughts. A connoisseur of wishes and dreams. I’m losing grip… or maybe I’ve already lost it. I need to take control of my life and direction. Nothing is the way I want it to be.
Just another day. Living the “dream”.
