the moon has lost her memory. RSS

her hand twists a paper rose, that smells of dust and old cologne, she is alone with all the old nocturnal smells that cross and cross across her brain.



My name is Katie Parks. I like to observe things and then write about them. I also like to write about things I make up, things I think are funny and almost everything else.

You can see other things I do besides write at the following places:

website- www.kathrineparks.com (in progress)
videos- ww.vimeo.com/katieparks
photos- www.flickr.com/photos/katieparks
twitter- www.twitter.com/katieparks

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mattgorman:

The Boy Least Likely To - Paper Cuts

I bruise like a peach
I mumble when I speak
I’m in the gutter
Lookin’ at my scars
I’ve always been in love with you.

I used this song in a project for one of my classes a while ago, but I didn’t really listen to it until I heard it driving home today and realized how much I actually identified with this song.

These guys are acquaintances of mine and they are wonderful. I find that I end up identifying with everything they write at one point or another. Great stuff. 

  1. katieparks reblogged this from mattgorman and added:
    These guys are acquaintances of mine and they are wonderful. I find that I end up identifying with everything they write...
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