I can tell you where it is, but I can’t tell you where its at.
The mad hatter’s having a party in my head.
Trills and thrills, like the fast movements of the hand
on the piano
playing with a fury and fervor not seen by many!
My lungs sigh and roll their eyes
they know I’m going to smoke
like a chimney.
I await your return to my general area of space.
I have things for you
but I’m going to hide them
and tell you where they are
I don’t really write poems.
I’m just fucking around.
I love you.
insertcleverdomainnamehere asked: ZOMG. Your Tumblr is effing amazing. Thanks for following me, because I don't know how else I would have ever found your magical little happy-land of majestic "fuck-yeahs." And where in the fuck did you find my little shitty Tumblr, anyhow?
Haha, well thank you. I just try to collect the things that I like, and have classy standards (that are a little crazy as well.)
I know you through Morgan! :]