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Dear World,

If I could ask nothing of you, my dears, my loves, my compatriots and fellows, it is just this: love, and be loved. Live. Know that the greatest of fights is the one fought in strained conversations, beneath bad lighting, with apathy, with oneself. Know that the only way to win this fight is to be alive, to be just as ready to hug as to punch, to be just as able to wipe away mud and tears as you are to slam knees into jawbones, elbows into temples, sharp words into frail and fumbling ears. Know that one day I won't have to speak with such violent imagery. Know that one day, our bricks through windows and screams from megaphones and carting away our dear-ones from aggression to safekeeping will be replaced with honest spaces, beautiful words, dreams in the open and the freedom to dance in the streets, in the shambles of misery and apathy. Know that I'm fighting, I'm fighting: with harsh words to belligerent assholes casting harsh eyes and roaming hands at beautiful girls in bars; with hugs to strangers; with hand-written letters tucked into passerby's coat pockets; with finger paint and acapella in supermarkets; with poems and open eyes. I'm fighting, and winning, every time I: answer your “Hi, how are you?”s honestly; tuck my friends into bed; see an old friend and completely forget about awkwardness; give an aspiring date-rapist a black eye; cook dinner for everyone instead of eat alone; look up at the stars and feel not insignificant, but beautiful; toast to the future. I'm fighting the good fight, and the point is driven home every time I look at my wonderful friends, every time I wake up with grateful eyes, every time a stranger smiles and says "Hello", every time I hear laughter in public places, every time the sun rises. I’m waiting for you out here, spinning in parking lots, careening down the interstate, staring out lonely windows. I love you, all of you, with your unrealized dreams and your monumental fuck ups and your blisteringly bright triumphs. You, with the secret sad moments you hide beneath your fingernails, in the song lyrics you memorize, in the timid kisses you give to your lovers or your unrequited loves. I want to dance with you, I want to keep you warm when winter comes, I want to be there when things get really, really bad. I want us to redefine this world, the way our hearts see fit; I want our songs to be honest ones, our smiles to be genuine, our tears of joy and our shrieks of despair to not be lived alone, in the self constructed solitude we subject ourselves to, but together holding hands. Find me. I’m the short girl with the brightly colored tangled hair and the narrow eyes and the black dress you were always too afraid of to love. I’m the city you feel in your bones. I’m the stranger beside you on the bus, fumbling with the newspaper or the hem of her skirt. I’m the smile of a person who has only honesty and a body that lives left. I’m that force that drives us out of our homes and into public places. At least, I am as much of these things as you are, as we all are. Find me. With all the love in the universe, Twitch Do not send me a request without speaking to me, and have something worthwhile to say. I am not after random hook ups.

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1/20/2012 9:06:58 AM

  Oh my!  I came to this site from after hearing much trash talking about this site. 

  Now that I have verified that nobody was trash talking, they were telling the truth.. I very much doubt I will spend much, if any time on this site.  Too many people seem to treat this site as a booty call rather than a social networking site.  also has a way better layout and is far more functional. 


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 New York, New York