Every time you commit to something... heart vinegar.

Candlelit bathtub jazz.

well, life lesson: nobody's gonna like all of it all the time. when you're good--GO.

because nine times out of ten it doesn't work.

I'm just not cynical enough for true love.

The issue is you're not angry.

Opening credits give you time to transition into an imaginary world.

You can't really create art while protecting yourself.

So, fuck it, break me open.

All of my baby teeth are protesting.

http://imgur.com/gallery/s9m4a

found it.

One more thing, Poetry,

Please don't ignore me because I'm rusty. I know you've had your flings with people much shinier than me... but old times still count, don't they?

And damn if it ain't so cliché that it rings true: old habits die hard. Or they don't die at all.

Looking forward to seeing you,

Julie