500 Knives

Thoughts, snippets, poetry, music, words, pictures, video, cupcakes, ninjas, whiskey, bicycles, tattoos, motorcycles, crocheting, reading, more reading, comic books, real books, holes in your tights, converse, boots and bags, bitches! gummy candy, throwing a solid right hook, trucks, the space/time continuum, games, playing cards, baking and:
500 Knives Ready & Waiting.

you’d best adjust that attitude girl.

Some nights were spent on rooftops examining the sky for answers.

some good fucking advice.

some good fucking advice.

I don’t always nap….but when I do, it’s right on top of your legs so you can’t get up.

I don’t always nap….but when I do, it’s right on top of your legs so you can’t get up.

your crime to commit

the woods are lovely, dark, and deep

They used to hurl the name “Morticia” at me as though it was an insult. It was a badge.

They used to hurl the name “Morticia” at me as though it was an insult. It was a badge.

Is it over yet?

Is it over yet?

it’s hard to find someone to hold your hand