Posts Tagged ‘boys with pretty hair’

I ONLY GET TO HOLD HER WHEN SHE’S INJURED, I ONLY GET TO KISS HER WHEN SHE’S SORE.

In Beloved on 9 May 2010 tagged being pretentious, boys with pretty hair, love, no mom this post is not about me stop freaking out, stuff and fluff with 2 comments

The paunch isn’t visible when she stands up in the tub and looks down, but it is when she turns a little to the left, towards the bathroom mirror. Her upper body feels heavy, not because of its actual weight but because of the weight of her gaze, examining all the crucial aspects of her [...]

716 Herbaceous plants.

In Dewey Loves Me on 21 February 2010 tagged boys with pretty hair, dewey decimal system, not a story, not going anywhere, sucker for flowers with 4 comments

As the Earth rotates on itself, so the axial tilt draws and sucks at the sun, so the atmosphere expands and retracts, and so change, change they do, the colors of this boy’s hair.
This boy and his seasonal hair, chartreuse green to maize yellow to vermilion, sprouting bundles of freesias. This boy is the descendant [...]