Nothing to be done
I'm Jake.
I'm 20
Actor, Dancer, Poet, Writer, Musician, Thinker, Lover.
Let's be friends.
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Johanna and me at the children’s museum in Jackson, Mississippi.
We found a ballet barre, so naturally…
My two partners and Bill Wade, founder and artistic director of Inlet Dance Theatre.
Easy the most inspiring class of my life.
All the smiles in this picture are 100% genuine.
kiss my ass
I like the way a whiskey and coke tastes when the ice has melted
I like the way my fingers smell after playing guitar for a while
I like the way my old baseball glove fit
I like stale smoke on peacoats
Warm exhales on cold mornings
Neck kisses
The subtle wink
And I realize I’m particular
And some people find that particularly annoying
Or odd
Or pretentious
But I’m tired of being shackled by social norms telling me that the size of my car’s engine and my penis somehow correlate
That if I’m not a suit and tie, nine to five man, I’m unmotivated
That I should care about anyone with the last name Kardashian
That kissing ass is a way to get by
Well
Kiss my ass
Kiss my ass because I like to live paycheck by paycheck
Kiss my ass because settling down and popping out twins is something I don’t want for a while
And that’s okay
That’s what makes us all beautiful
So even if you don’t like it when your whiskey and coke’s ice has melted
Drink with me
3/13/13
I’m-
Great with words
But horrible with actions
Proficient at explosions
But lacking in reactions
Taking time to ignore the issues
And tread lightly on broken lightbulbs
I crushed the idea of you
With my size 10 shoes
And sunk a few more inches into my guilt
Apologies don’t justify actions
Cyclical patterns traced deep in my heart
I know this feeling
I hate this feeling
I know you shake sometimes
And that’s okay
I want to be water when you’re hungover
Blankets when you’re cold
And stable
I want to be stable
You and you.
That’s all this became.
Bouncing.
Sometimes the room feels warmer with you.
But You always felt so cold.
Goosebumps remind me of how You used to make me twitch.
And it’s funny how you looked at me for a brief moment.
Like You didn’t exist.
I was the only one in the room.
That’s how it feels.
Like I’m the only one in the room.
Staying up for You.
