...the definition of crazy is doing something close to the same thing twice and expecting a different end.
Cath CrowleyKept dreaming of this spot she had on her neck, this tiny country. I wanted to visit, to paint a picture of what I found there, a wall with a road map of her skin.
Cath CrowleyTags: romantic poetic beautiful-imagery
His mouth dips into that freckle on my neck. Thank you, sun. Thank you, thank you, sun.
Cath CrowleyI'm eclectic,' she said to the HDs once and I could see them trying to work out where she plugged in.
Cath CrowleyThis did not comfort me.
Cath CrowleyWell, all girls called Beth are arse grabbers.
Cath CrowleyTags: graffiti-moon
I don't believe him for a second, but I'm not telling Daisy that Dylan lied because I know what it's like to want a girl that much. To get dragged in the dirt behind her hoping you won't lose your grip.
Cath CrowleyMost times I look at Shadow and Poet's work, I see something different from what the words are telling me. I like that about art, that what you see is sometimes more about who you are than what's on the wall. I look at this painting and think about how everyone has some secret inside, something sleeping like that yellow bird.
Cath CrowleyIf you treat glass right, it doesn't crack. If you know the properties, you can make things; the color of dusk and night and love. But you can't control people like that and I really, really wish you could. I want the world to be glass.
Cath CrowleyTags: love glass graffiti-moon
When wanting collides with getting, that's the moment of truth. I want to collide.
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