Japanese denim; I'll show you, what our souls supposed to feel, when we meet at Orion's Belt. Wishing you comfort from the ozone we share, because only the distance right now that holds you away from the same oxygen we breathe can make you forever wanting wantingly, this will always be the home you miss, until it's time to give up our remorsefulness, and swim within the wings we fly on, because the pineapple purple skies are alined baby. Everything that we capture right now, at this young mindful residence we shall explore our willing dumbness and support our future rebelliousness. I'll go everywhere you go. I wanna see, I wanna know, will you show me how strong your wings fly. come Rosa park it through the night. We can be, what we arise to be, where the sunset set sails over the horizon, because I wanna see, I wanna know .. will you show me how high we can fly on your beautiful wings. We spend money just for entertainment, let's not make it competitively complicated, I know you won't let me down. For it's me and you , we're making convenient adventures. I want you to stay the morning , where I lay awake in your arms , staring at what my future sunshine brightly enhances. The Atmosphere is our escape , thou we float far away into the Galaxy we amazingly sore through . as we hold the love, perpetual hope, fuck, and happiness , you have all of me .. baby I'm down for you. You , Us , thou you are my baby blue jean. God Bless Us.
and now I've spontaneously awaken your eyes on my insight of love. You may, feel in awe to my words as I speak to you once again. I enjoyed your presence of attention well enough. I Shall Now, Close my eyes with great pleasure of now finishing my beloved day and starting another blessed one. Goodnight my over worked sperm cells and beautiful templed eggs, and to all a goodnight - Autumn
€ 4:56 pm.
Withdrawals; Throw me the wolfs, and I'll come back leading the pack. My Name, falls between the world's crust of erupting leaves that Crumble up into the shriveled discoloration of coldness within the change of Madam Mother Nature , my escape room , the whole hole in the closing circle of peacefulness. I share what I continue to intrude, interruptly. I will flow with the chemical medication of growth in the ground of the trees I am impressed to lift me higher than a balloon floating into the sun . I sit backwards on a forwards fast treadmill, because I see no evil, hear no evil, but what I commit ? Is what not of godly mannered , but of the child of God's son. I'm inhumane to this humanity. What I write now, comes from the easiness, of my fingertips, and the silent movement of my tongue that speaks for my awaken soul. My 'Ol'inspirational ass' , has wrote you again. I will allow you to be welcome into what I now freely inform you on , what my difference of opinion on my Madam Mother Nature . Goodbye again, as I won't be long , call again, with the guitar that plays my hormones perfectly . You'll be back again , and I'll be here awaited by you , my weak minded souls rest your helpless hearts , to all restless eyes and to all a lovely night . -Autumn € 1:24 pm.
Blue Matter; My conscience, of irregularity, inhabits off my oxygen exceeding through my temple of fortress. I stand awakened by the lonesome of love and prayers, as I collapse to my bare but slightly darker shaded knees , that have been working hard for a miracle , of only what I call up to him, in wanting of spiritual and mental retraining refund of hope . Refill me up, with the blue veins that speak nervously, at the sounds of your voice . I grow bigger and brighter with the seed you spilled in the root of my inflamed, treasure box . I give birth to the anxiety of jumping off that cliff from the top of that decriminalized red light. Am I pressuring you , as we speak , am I making you wonder . 'what the fuck have I been believably barring'
Well see, only my mind of a unique conspiracy theorist, can influence such preferences on the delusional fleshed flustered finder that speaks what I do not comprehend. My comings of what you can't quiet, get through your fingers that type away my hurt of stupidity ... Ahhh , I did it again , caught your lovely attention for you will read over this one more time to understand what you can't understand . Thou I am the misunderstood . Now, I shall never be to the end of my fairytale story , as I am the author to the happily ever after , we shall read into my mesmerizing soul soon again . Goodbye my young love handlers and to all a goodnight. -Autumn € 12:35 pm.
Rendezvous; From the seeps of my soul, the R.U.SH of my unconditional conspicuous, meditation
from the funny bones in my rip cage surrounding my erratic, love breaker .. I'm your favorite kind . The sweet but subtle, the kindly lier that Hides the demon within the time you tell. I evolve everyday, into a better person than I was yesterday , or maybe the day after tomorrow.. I carry the weight of an intellectual different soul , that nobody could ever bare to carry in such weak minded customs. You read this in understanding confusion. Tap into my dimensions of Fortune, where I lay , awaiting by your echos of beauty .. from the guitar that poetically speaks more than rhythm itself. You are spectacularly neatly different. I enforce such empathy , enough effort , that enters my fucked up membrane .. because this isn't a book , this is my soul speaking . And you've now listened. Thank you for your quick quiet but loud attention. Shall we catch up on other properties of my brain another time . Toodles my weak minded soul, and to all goodnight - Autumn € 8:40 am.
To all my followers , istg I notice y'all ... From the comments to the messages .. y'all boost me up in way unimaginable .. and I thank you , so never feel like I'm to famous to notice the brighter people , y'all shall never go unnoticed in my eyes .. so let's start a funny conversation .. right now .. in the comments , on this picture ... Let's talk , let me love y'all .
Fuck; A perspective on what we want is so imaginable , so integra. The way we only make difficult eye contact , when we fuck, makes my skin trimble and my blood boil over the top of my head hard hot heart. You said it was worth it , worth it to what rippled edge ? .. stimulation, you give me the urge to want to grab the butterflies from the womb of my hormones. From the tip of your erection to the opening of my lips, we only scream what we can't control .. the feeling of greatness of perfection piercing into the hip you intensely but so sweetly grip . You keep my drive , occupied. Oh baby , you love me , you love this ? , Then come show her ... Her ? , His best friend .. they are deadly without each other and suffocate when the engine starts running , oil pumps, gas uncontrollably leaks .. our destination of home ... Never let that go , as I hold you dearest to my pumping prize possession .. I will forever carry the temple of my body , I give myself to you .. my king - Autumn