shake dreams from your hair

i'm genuine when i say you're beautiful.

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Anonymous

that’s just crazy talk

okay, you're officially the first person to provide NOT FUN responses to my ask box anti-tirades. good day, woman dear.

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Anonymous

because i knew they weren’t genuine. good day darling

home!

let me make your heart glow with the purest, most innocent love for a shy man crushed by your beauty. i am the moon to your sun, the leaking faucet to your monsoon, a wilted sapling, torn rose to you, the strongest oak and tallest great beacon of life that inspires such a joy in me that i choke on my own thoughts of your smile. every aspect of me is a piss pastel yellow, except my love for you; which is burning red forever in the black void of human feeling.

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Anonymous

next time you choke, try breathing through your nose, it really helps.

share with me your every dream, i'll hang on your syllables like orange tree branches, and when the time should come that we must part ways you can look to the skys and see your 3rd eyes greatest visions immortalised forever in the stars i will rearange for you. then we can wash legs, and it will be gold.

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Anonymous

what is with you and washing legs?

Bacon and blunts?

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shmoke and a pancake? schigar and a waffle?

wash my legs, dude.

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Anonymous

i do not touch other people, but i guess you’re anonymous so you don’t technically count as a person but it’s still a no

paint my picture and share it on myspace, please, my angel.

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Anonymous

now that, i can do

shave my every hair and sprinkle them on me like the most disgusting snow storm in mans bitter history.

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Anonymous

uh

crush grapes between your thighs and send me the juice. i'll turn it to fine wine and drink to your health; this i promise.

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Anonymous

man you have one hell of an imagination

draw my frowning face on your ass and post images of the event.

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Anonymous

pic 4 pic?