A little

courtesy, please..the way people flaunt such inept discretion, just might provoke words I try not to allow these smiles to give way to.

To anyone whose pompous subconscious this may strike; apologies and disclaimers..if I could train these hands to write any vaguer testimony, I would. For now, do note that I group people into entries..claiming an entire rant is very vain, very useless, self frustration.

As for you..I could teach you a thing or two.

I am the secret keeper, the truth seeker, the rose reaper, the butterfly speaker..what then are these wings doing loose, out on my skin? What am I doing, being caught daydreaming and getting away with doing so, so much more than once or twice? Do you know their language? Have you kept contact with the Sky?

Things I need to know..til the alcohol drags us off the dancefloor, keep me spinning.
| {7:50 PM}