come sail away with me

if Emily and i are both single at 40 we're getting married in Vegas and living on a sail boat in the desert ..with a life raft 50 yards away tied to our sail boat for when we need time alone.


Beautiful people should never be lonely. whats the point of being beautiful if you cannot share it. it's like living in a sail boat in the desert...
and we keep hearing that there are more fish in the sea



i would never post something without trying to make you guys smile






let us set anchor in the depths of these dunes, to brave new worlds
we explore the useless
with vigor we look onwards from the bow
"release the sails"
telescope handy trying to spot the future through our eye patch
"LandHO!"
searching for the ocean
and we are flooded with dust
smiling ear to ear
rushing from one end of this magnificence sail boat of ours to the other
making adjustments, tightening knots, scrubbing the deck, checking the compass, turning the wheel
sailing as fast as these mountainous waves of sand will take us
and we are in a hurry
searching for davy jones's locker, where we use to slip love notes
and it seems we are going backwards, these lazy clouds passing over us like snail mocking turtles
BUT WE MUST MAKE SURE THE SHIP IS IN TIP TOP SHAPE!
"captain hows the ship!?"
" aye she be tip top, beautiful, the finest vessle to sail the 7 seas"
but we have sailed so few seas that the magical sparkling blue has turned to sparkling sand
most of the crew has abandoned ship almost to the last man
"but quickly now we have no time to waste matey!"
stock full of rhum oh and how we are dumb with no place to cum
better get yer sea legs you never know when we might hit water
riding these heat waves into the bosom of mirages
"east by east yer sea dogs! thats where will find water"
"AYE!"
we sail to India
the ship creaks protesting cynical moans
drowned out by the laughter of drunk pirates
who wear double eye patches and double hooked hands
waiting for their chance to do a jig
the longer they are denied water the faster this ship will swashbuckle under it's own weight
"but keep smiling matey's, ther be gold and treasures in the form of sea maidens"
"AYE!"
Like ship rats they scurry preparing the ship for water
in this endless desert

Epic

"I wish I was a man, to feel no love but my little pussy heart only wants to be loved...like every other pussy in town... je suis soule"

This Line is epic.
although men have pussy hearts as well
Hi i'm Will, i'm sober, and i have a pussy heart



(Birthday 2006, St, Laurent + Masionneuve)

i watch poetry on Youtube

This is my new girl friend.. she's awesome.. she's kind of a passionate girl




Oh Shit smokey's on the scene!


the godfather of rap ..or something

and i like this blog

i met this girl on New Years in Brooklyn

http://hannahpeaches.tumblr.com/page/1
this is a poem she wrote
i kinda like it

ms. blum

and I love stories and you and you and your stories
and I wish you were here with me its beautiful
and I have been spending as much time outside as I can
and I’ve been trying to exude positive energy
and I met a man from spain who was quite silly he gave us a hand full of weed and we told him to find us in the woods to smoke it with us later.
and he did it was quite funny.
some good things are happening.
and I think you should come to california
and I miss you
and I think thats all the and I’s I can think of
oh wait no it’s not
and I have been eating delicious food.
and I have been driving outside and sleeping in my car
and I’ve been going a little mental
and I’ve been abnormally normal
and I miss you again
and I can’t wait to see you.

and I luv ya.

and I can’t stop with the and I’s

and I
and I
and I wish you were in my car with me


you got me in a particularly insane mood, I’m sorry that you had to deal with it and read that
and then laugh at me
which I hope you are doing right now
because I would be laughing at me
ya gem

-an amazing friend who is 3,000 miles away<3

schools out for the summer

SCHOOL IS OVAAAA!

WHOMP WHOMP


Tiga - Overtime (Brodinski Remix)

today i'm sitting in my red bath robe with absolutely nothign to do! isn't that glorious!

Summer has started and i'm excited.. time to shake my booty

Let's start the summer with an offer to all the beautiful ladies out there

if your adventurous, open minded and like to have a good time then put on that candy cane lipstick and come out and have an adventure with me
ya? ya!

Future i Love You

and you radiated sunshine lips tracing oblivion, wearing dresses of mystery, the pools of your eyes endless depths of curiosity sparkling precious diamonds of 'what if's' the curves of your body more defined then South American tango dancers, you move in and out of my thoughts tapping your feet to the beat of my heart and when i think of you i do not know where to start your voice spills and washes over me like glowing waterfalls basking in your words well chosen.
your eyelashes extended to find extraneous situations because you think spontaneous circumstances are the epitome of your youth your feet are calloused from traveling the world your face wrinkled in smiles your hair flows like medieval curtains you walk about with a sense of confidence tip toeing in and out of worlds leaving footprints of happiness touching everyone you meet with a loving hand and an empathetical understanding and maybe that's why everyone loves you so much but i love you for the fact that you exist because i know that we have never met but i know you are somewhere looking out your window at the same moon i gaze at in the beautiful stillness of the night i can hear the echo of a heartbeat. hopefully one day we will create our own cliche love story, somewhere in a big city, New York, London, Paris, Tokyo, but for now we are both on our separate journey becoming the right person for each other

we would inspire each other to the limits of our imagination needing nothing more but ourselves dancing shamanistic swing-tango through time our love would feed us sustaining the corners of our mouths ever pinned upwards the twinkle in our eyes blinding passerby's
one day we will meet and i will take your hand, you'll smile, I'll say something smooth yet silly, you'll laugh a beautiful chorus of sound I'll put my arm around you firm and strong we will dance dance till the floor is clear and we are the only ones left and i will ask you very gently but with assertion if i can kiss you, you'll smile and kiss me I'll smell your hair trying not to make it obvious and that just makes you smile, will go somewhere: micro traveling, discovering new places; your room, perhaps mine, no official documents needed just whispers and words made by our palms a strip search a voyage of our tactility tasting, smelling, seeing and hearing new things in this foreign place we have created between each other, us strangers, and "New York I Love You" told me that there's nothign more exhilaration then fucking a complete stranger but it will be more then that it will be the consumption of a euphoric future one night stand turning into cuddles by the beach, mountain top sunsets, drug induced dancing in the desert, new foods in odd places, laughter in the concrete jungle...
I'm sipping my coffee in the morning and smiling knowing that somewhere on this earth your doing the same, flipping through my newspaper knowing one day you will caress my shoulders with your morning appreciation matching robs and silly things, silly children silly smiles silly staring silly sips of coffee eyes locked in perfect euphoric connection epiphanies of why our hearts beat simultaneously knowing that without each other we would not be able to define ourselves

but i don`t believe in love and i`m dying to get convinced

clouds

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