Follow Your Passion: A Seamless Tumblr Journey
The stains of human history
can never be erased,
only masked over until tolerable.
I crave you like carbs.
And all the salts of your body.
Her beauty was as rare as counting to infinity.
Exponential in grace.
Equal parts predictable to irrational and a dash of paradoxical.
But still she contained all the answers to the universe if one just cared to do the math.
Some may not give a shit (or two).
Others may take a shit.
Me, I often have a shit,
when people sometimes lose their shit.