the birdcage

i wanted you to write the last chapter,

it would mean the world to me,

the blood in my veins,

heats accordingly.

it seems as though i am having his dreams.

these are a few of my favorite things

1. french cigarettes
2. rose water baths in antique claw foot tubs
3. living is easy with your eyes closed
4. marzipan and pink cream horses
5. doc martens with sundresses
6. greek food
7. heroin chic
8. anarchist poets
9. hopeless romance and drug addicted writers
10. the eiffel tower at midnight
11. falling apart leather journals
12. old typewriters
13. french markets in the fall
14. central park in the winter
15. trails that lead to weathered cabins