—Valley of the Dolls
Valley of the Dolls - Marina and the Diamonds
(Source: whattomwants, via sherwatson)
Tears fell from the the heaven, clinging to her lashes, and bursting on her pale cheeks. She put her hands out to feel the icy water and she closed her hands on air. Closed eyes, face uplifted to the heavens, she span and laughed in the rain as the firmament twisted and fermented. Clouds morphed and strangled blue light strained to escape through cracks in the cloud. Cumulonimbus. Lightning flashed through its cloudy prison, never quite getting out. The highway was empty, save one.
I sometimes make up these weird poemish kind of things, the thoughts just come to me and I have to make them into my poetry.
What is love Oh baby, don’t hurt me Don’t hurt me no more Oh, baby don’t hurt me Don’t hurt me no more What is love, Yeah.




