colliding but collaborating.

"You've got the perfect disguise and you're looking okay.
From the bottom of the best of the worst, well, what can I say?"

i don't know what you want from me.
things are spinning, spiraling; i know it's going fast but i can't seem to control my own wandering hands. i want your thoughts, body, emotions, needs, desires, dreams to surface, even in a birds eye view. you warned me of closed virtues, clammed up tranquility. speaking scorpio, becoming less aries.



but it's okay, because you're around and i'm around, and we can be around.
besides, i'm happy, a lot.