And Yes I Said Yes I Will Yes.

I half wish to find a comfortable cave and live there for the whole of my existence but as that is an unlikely occurrence- I suppose I should join the rest of the human race and begin a blog. That doesn't mean I look down on any of you less. I am simply proving I can do it better. The Name is Olivia. I live the whole world wide. I like conspiracies, beautiful language, and things that give me leverage. Memento Mori: I'm ready for what's next.

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In Omnia Paratus   I'm Bland Looking. Like Rice.

about your nail polish and the moon

I want you to cry with me, wholesomely.
I don’t want to have to wait for the twitch of your eye
Or the ringing of your little silver bell.
I want to take you with me someplace,
I want to have you with me.
I want long car trips and bad gas station food
And to fight with you, where you can’t get away from me.
Because you never stay long enough
You always leave before I can tell you how much I care.

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