i dreamt i saw you walking
up a hillside in the snow
casting shadows on the winter sky
as you stood there counting crows
one for sorrow, two for joy,
three for girls, and four for boys,
five for silver, six for gold, and
seven for a secret never to be told

there's a bird that nests inside you
sleeping underneath your skin
when you open up your wings to speak
i wish you'd let me in

from "a murder of one" ~ counting crows
i want . . .

i want to be me. just me, the way i want.
i want the pets that i want, the hair that i want, the body that i want and everything else - my way.

i want my way.

i want this outfit. i have for 4 years.

i want 3D body art.
i want more tats.
i want more piercings.

i want a cobalt blue tarantula & a blue-black rosy boa.
i want an aquarium with dangerous fish.

i want a bedroom the color of night with hammered silver moons and stars on the walls and wispy clouds lit with fairy lights on the ceiling.

i want a big kitchen with a hearth.

i want warm feet and a solid chest to lay my head on.

i want to sleep next to a slumbering giant.
i miss the snoring.


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confessed on Thursday, Mar. 01, 2007