Headnotes and headwalks,
Chanel and Converge,
PHOSITAs and punks.
Don’t cry
—the best gesture of my brain is less than
your eyelids’ flutter which says
we are for each other: then
laugh, leaning back in my arms
for life’s not a paragraph
And death i think is no parenthesis
(Source: the-final-sentence, via joycejamie)