Video Russell Craft on Youtube
I only feel like myself when Im dancing around a penthouse apartment in a fur coat, drinking champagne from the bottle. Hes watching me, laughing, with his wallet out and his dick hard.
Im painted like a sad sixties movie star. At 2am I lie in bed with my head on his chest. Its black & white, but I know my tongue shines like rubies, wet & glossy. Is he watching me sleeping? I'm getting warmer but I don't want him to see me soften just yet.
When I try to go he stops me with his hands around my throat. If I say no then I'm a ghost & I've never been the kind of girl who fades out like a star. I'm neon signs & prison bars. Give love and then I take it. I've been taken from the most.
Sometimes I think I'm so pure that my blood runs clear like holy water & everyone who looks into my eyes will know that I don't fall in love. I fall from heaven. He thinks I'm here to save him....
Face of an angel & the body of a porn star. The men play cards and split cash like God is watching but he keeps his eyes shut tight, like I do at night when they touch me like a rose, only petals, no thorns...
but where they see a halo, i see horns.
(girleens on tumblr italics)
Embroidery
Rose water
dark lips and blurry eye makeup
pornstars
Magical, dark girlhood and femininity
Luminousness
Night sky
Silk
Cristal tableware
body glitter
mac demarco
acid scene
i smell like lush bath-bombs
*tips fedora* m'arilyn m'anson
girlhood versus sainthood
Casino Angels.
Gold Lamé girls with glossy blue eyelids, crying
in public bathrooms with their fishnets & iPhones.
Cracked silver screens like sparkling crystal colored cobwebs.
Black velvet darling in a crown of bloody rubies.
Sugar daddy dinners. Smoking parliaments by pool tables.
Sweetened cherry vodka in a '85 corvette.
His kerosene hands & blushing skin like pale fire.
The city ripe & smoking like a sunset never dying.
melting like a raspberry popsicle
diet dr pepper on your lips
marlboros never hurt me much
bloody knees with nothing but fishnets
casino games aren't my therapy
but their yours
our lady of lacey thongs
rosewater dripping from your lips
and somewhere else
teen fever never bothered me anyway
knee high white boots
cherry red lipstick
misty cigarettes
champagne blues
mini skirt with fishnets
nothing but virginity to loose
living in manhattan
dancing in the moonlight
underneath the stars
boys are shit you say
as your winged eyeliner drips from your eyes
closet full of chanel and gievenchy
lingerie is her everyday wear
marble tile in the bathroom
lsd doesn't seem scary anymore
living in the excentric house on the hill
dancing giving every teen boy a show
when are aliens coming you say
i am a cosmic babe
with glitter eyeliner and sugardaddies lined-up
a bottle of wine and two packs of Gauloises tonight
when will the tears end she says
but nothing will hint the end of this game
treat me like a rainbow after a thunderstorm
i wanna be dancing in a penthouse with a man who has some sort of muscles and has tattoos and i only wear silk, velvet, and fur coats and i smoke cigarettes and drink wine and my eyeliner is poppin and my body is like a pornstars on audition day i smell like a lush store with glitter on my cheeks and my eyeliner sharp like a knife rose petals everywhere in my bathroom candles all over the bathtub looking out at the skyline and moonlite sky feeling like a goddess with nothing to loose
ESTÁS LEYENDO
Aesthetics & Poetry
Poesíasome aesthetics & poetry that i wrote, also some aesthetic were found on tumblr so i tried to credit them!
