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it’s funny how the mind associates things with other things. how i associate the taste of honey with the smell of your skin. how i can’t help but think of the color of your eyes when i see a thundercloud. i miss the way you’d sometimes stumble over your words when you were thinking too hard. sometimes i think it’s unfair when october rolls around. do you remember how, on mischief night, we made love in the backseat of your rusty pickup truck while those silly twelve-year-olds threw eggs at the windows? remember how the runny wet yolk of one dripped through the crack in the moonroof and landed by the corner of my eye, and how you thought i was crying? and in some ways, i don’t want to look back on the carcasses of jack-o-lanterns left on our doorstep, the ones we forgot about weeks after halloween because we spent days stowed away in our bed, under thick covers, pressed close as one. i don’t want to look back on the way their carved smiles rotted and their eyes melted. the way their insides bruised and stained and decayed. we’d always leave them out until they turned into skeletons. today’s idiom from my chengyu calender read, “one day, three autumns,” meaning when you miss somebody, twenty-four hours can feel like one thousand and ninety five days.

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hi loverz, my name is morgan martinez. i’m sixteen years old and i reside in WISCONSIN like the t-pain song, but i don’t live in a mansion. i like things, lots of things, but it varies in many ways. i’ve been on tumblr for probably a little over two years and have experienced everything from no tumblarity to tumblarity to no tumblarity again and the age of fuck yeah’s that took over everything. i like pretty things and pretty people, and i’m intrigued with almost everything. i like dark nail polish, red hair, books, sleep, soft skin, jim morrison, the 1960s-70s, skins, big curly hair, red lipstick, crystal castles, intellectuals, boys, chinese food, big blankets, meaningful hugs, more skins, strawberry scented things, long showers, music, DUBSTEP, money $$$ (lots of it), epicness, concerts that make your heart race, the adrenaline rush of seeing someone you admire, parties, singing till my lungs give out, big cities, holding someone, tears at all the necessary times, alcohol, the idea of the future, poetry, boots, gifs, cardigans, mascara, live photography, forever 21, straightteethwhiteteeth, william fitzsimmons, soft music, knowing you haven’t slept for hours because you’re still up talking to someone, only going to school till 11, the idea of success at it’s finest, long slim fingers, jaw lines, people with indescribable souls, my parents, pretty things and pretty people. i co-own and started sites like:

http://fuckyeahprettygirls.tumblr.com
http://skinswins.tumblr.com
http://keshazparty.tumblr.com

i love all my followers and i sincerely wish that i could hug and get to know each and every one of you because even if i don’t personally know you, you are considered my second family, in a sense. you understand me even when i don’t ask to be understood, and you talk to me and compliment me like you’re one of my next door neighbors that i wave to every morning. you are all completely loved in the exact definition of the word and i would all love the pleasure of meeting you one day. and who knows, maybe i have already and we don’t even know it. this was just for anyone who was wondering who i am or just a healthy reminder that i care about all of you. ok, end of this~




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