Hello Irvine
I rode a giant balloon!
Free carousel rides
(Source: hysterical-blindness, via bbones)
Many times…
(Source: fuckyeahsociallyawkwardpenguin)
There must be some chemistry behind this.
Your name is mentioned,
after some odd weeks or months of not hearing it.
Then my brain instantly sticks
to the idea of you.
Nothing else will suit;
my brain is arrested by the thought
of having you, because nothing else will do.
My appetite refines itself to only you.
You come to me on a platter.
Offering me what so many seek—
A ravishing hunger appeased,
at least until the next.
You leave me feeling
indulged, to the point of saturation,
like the color you possess,
so vividly red with slivers of white.
You teach me to wait,
in the most discerning and physical way.
You are hot to the touch,
my impatience leaves me burnt.
You become too much for me,
unrestrained, just as I have become.
You win. I have stopped.
I am no longer hungry.
I begin to feel ill.
A Glutton and bloated.
This is temporary though.
Come weeks or months,
someone will mention you again.

Lady Danville - Kids (MGMT cover)
quite nice, actually