aliceshrooms 32 / F
"What do we want? TIME TRAVEL. When do we want it?IRRELEVANT"
miami, Florida, United States
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aliceshrooms 32/F
miami, Florida
only write me if you're between 27-40,and is in better shape than I am
Falling down the rabbit hole
Or just climb through a looking glass?
Do you think you're sinking
Or just swimming into something deep?

You get taller and taller and taller
You get smaller and smaller and smaller

Nothing makes sense anyway

When logic and proportion
Have fallen sloppy dead
And the White Knight is talking backwards
And the Red Queen's "off with her head!"
Remember what the dormouse said;
Feed your head
Feed your head

Welcome to my wonderland, feel free to explore all it's curves,corners, bumps and holes.
Just remember the way out so you don't get lost

My Ideal Person would memorize this and say it to me as a wedding vow

It has been 2 years
2 months
And 13 days
Since the first time I saw you naked
Since the night you ripped off your shirt
Stuck your boobs in my face and said
Touch them
I touched them like a diabetic third grader opening a Snickers bar
You said
I thought, yes I am
But you are so soft, I said,
Your lips, they’re like whale blubber
That wasn’t my best line
But it worked

Tonight in the grocery store, I found one of your hairs in my underwear
I pulled it out in the frozen food section and screamed
THAT is so gorgeous, it could kill a man
Good thing I’m a leprechaun

Baby, I have no idea how this will end
Maybe the equator will fall like a hula hoop from the earth’s hips
And our mouths will freeze mid-kiss on our 80th anniversary
Or maybe tomorrow, my absolute insanity
Combined with the absolute obstacle course of your communication skills
Will leave us
Like a love letter
In a landfill
But whatever
However this ends,
I want you to know, that right now,
I love you forever
I love you for the hardest mile we walked together

For the night I collected every sharp knife in the house
And threw them one by one on the roof
Then told the sun,
Listen show off,
From now on, you are only to give me of grass;
Things that are growing and soft
‘Cause there’s this girl who says she wants to float on her back
Through my bloodstream
And when she does,
I want my rivers to reach the sea
D’you hear me, lover?

Do you know, the night you told me you had a crush on my ears,
I swore to never to become Van Gogh....
And look, baby,
They are both still there
Just like my firefly heart is still right there in your glass jar
I never trusted anybody more to poke enough holes in the lid

So on the nights you sleep like a ballerina,
I try to snore like a piccolo
And I press my lips to your holy temples
And I say,
I crash in to things in the dark
Even when the lights are on
And I am wrong more often than I am writing
And even then, I am often wrong
But when my friends are in the bathroom at the bar
Rolling dollar bills in to telescopes,
Claiming they can see God,
I will come to you
Holding my grandmother’s Bible,
I will press it to your chest
And I will bless it with your breath
And when you ask if I wanna roleplay Altar boys fucking in the kitchen during Sunday Mass
I will say,
Hell yes
But only if you leave a hickey on my ass
In the shape of Jesus’ palm
So I can be sure I got nailed

You will never lose me to the wind
You are the lightning that made me fill my chest with candles
You are the thunder clapping for the poem that nobody else wants to hear
You are an icicle’s tear watering a tulip on the first day of spring
You melt me alive
You kiss me as deep as my roots will reach
And I want nothing more than to be an eyelash fallen on your cheek
Then being collected by your fingers
And held like a wish
I promise
That whatever I do
I will always try my best
To come true

(poem: How it ends. Artist:Andrea Gibson)

  • 32 / female
  • miami, Florida, United States
Sexual Orientation:
Looking For:  Men, Groups or TS/TV/TG
Birthdate: November 6, 1984
Relocate?: Yes
Marital Status: Divorced
Height: 5 ft 3 in / 160-162 cm
Body Type: Athletic
Smoking: I'm a light/social smoker
Drinking: I'm a heavy drinker
Drugs: I use some recreational drugs
Education: BA/BS (4 years college)
Occupation: Dancer/acrobat
Race: Caucasian
Religion: Agnostic
Have Children: No
Want Children: No
Bra Size: 34 / 75 DD (E, if no DD)
Speaks: English, French, Portuguese
Hair Color: Brown
Hair Length: Long
Eye Color: Brown
Glasses or Contacts: None
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