Piacere

so i felt much better in italian today, maybe because today was way bomb in sculpture!

so my sick twisted roman constructivist version sculpture is going to be this awesome cardboard cocoon that i am going to make people get inside. i am so amped to go dumpster diving for cardboard this weekend, since i have $25 left of my school money and still a few other necessities to buy...


the shiver that run downs my spine-
every whisper of the wind
sounds like the water in my ear, heavier.

heavy like the weight on my shoulders every time you call my name, every time i feel the same.

please don't kiss my little lips that way again, leave these lips alone.