Ari

[thoughtkick]

“Don’t forget, all quotes do is open your eyes a little wider to what is already inside you.”

— thewinksofgod

[arithehotty]

They told me it was just performance butterflies.

That I was excited.

But this, no, this feels bad.

It feels like a hot metal

clawing at my chest, reaching in and searing my flesh.

It feels like being burnt alive from inside.

My throat starts to burn as I gasp for any remaining bit of oxygen getting ripped away by the flame.

My heavy hiccuped breaths feel like screams.

Like I’m drowning in my own body.

Like I’m being forced to sprint in the dryest of heat.

I feel like I’m burning. 

Like I’m in flames.

But the worst, most terrifying part about this horrible misery, 

is that no one can see it.

No one will help me, because the burning 

is from inside.

It’s only me who has to feel the blisters bubbling up my now corroded throat.

They finally notice I’m not well.

They yell at me.

They demand me to speak up, but I can't.

I try to fight out a croak through the ripping of my vocals, but I can't.

Not through this pain.

So they sit.

They sit amused, and watch me.

My ears feel hot.

My face feels hot.

My body is scorching.

I can’t anymore. 

I’ve tried so hard, but I can’t.

I break down.

I burst into loud angry flames.

I scream and I cry endless tears of acid rain.

I cry for help, but they've all left.

They've fled.

Escaped the girl of fiery flesh, 

afraid they'll catch fire too.

So here I sit, alone.

In this horrible house of misery, that I've shamefully created.

I’ve become too tired to fight anymore.

I’ve given up.

So I sit in silence. 

Waiting, for the flames to choke and extinguish.

And leave me, as nothing

but a helpless pile

of cold

sallow 

ash.

    -Ari

[bejeweledbaby]

i refuse to apologize for the person i will become when midnights comes out.

[taylorswift]

Midnights, the stories of 13 sleepless nights scattered throughout my life, will be out October 21. Meet me at midnight.

Pre-order now: https://taylor.lnk.to/taylorswiftmidnights

[arithehotty]

I'm so excited I can't stop screaming

[taylornation]

We might be okay, but we’re not fine at all because All Too Well: The Short Film just won Best Longform Video at the VMAs!! Proud is an understatement. ♥️

[taylornation]

October 21. When the clock strikes twelve… we’ll meet ourselves. 🕰  Pre-order Midnights now https://taylor.lnk.to/taylorswiftmidnights

[arithehotty]

I DIED DEAD

[taylornation]

We’re dancin round the living room in the television light because All Too Well: The Short Film just won VIDEO OF THE YEAR at the VMAs!!! Congrats, Taylor, on being the first artist EVER to win 3 VMA Video Of The Year Awards! 🧣

See you at midnight. 👀

📸: MTV

[quotemadness]

“Sometimes you just need someone to tell you you’re not as terrible as you think you are.”

— Unknown

[arithehotty]

OMIGOSH THIS FITS WITH MY LAST POST SM

[arithehotty]

I wrote this poem the other day, but it doesn't sit right with me idk, I'm just gonna hand it over to y'all and let y'all decide if it's worth sticking with (Also, she doesn't have a title yet so,if u have any ideas lmkkkk)

I went to the beach today

It was nice

To be so close to the mystery we call the ocean.

I spoke to her today

The water.

She spoke back in only mere whispers.

Making me twist her words

Losing pieces of her beauty along the way.

We spoke in our own language

Our words soft but just enough daring.

I found it so strange how she still hasn't entirely left me since our little talk that day.

I stayed with her until the sun decided to slip away.

Until then she kept me safe.

Sending roaring waves at any soul that threatened to cross us.

I sat quietly, staring blank at my sallow reflection.

I took notice to how my eyes only sparkled when I tilted my head left.

But it's only now that I realize

that we were alike.

I saw parts of myself in her that i didn't know were there before.

I wasn't able to wash of the imprints of pebbles left on my knees

Or the lingering sparkles of sand she peppered among my cheeks.

But now is when I fully understand.

It wasn't her who left me with sparkling cheeks, pebbled knees and these twinkling eyes.

They were there all along.

Though, it was only her

Who allowed me to entirely see the hidden gleam

In my no longer sallow reflection.

-Ari

[arithehotty]

I love people

Observing them in specific

All of them. 

Every conversation

Every letter past

Every kiss on every cheek

Every heartbreak, every tear shed.

Every ‘hello’ 

And every ‘goodbye’

Everything thing, give me all of it. 

The people I once said I hated so much, became my rawest material overnight. 

They gave me tears, laughter

Hands held hands dropped

Kissed savoured and ones wiped away in a blink.

So, I master it

The art to observe.

I watch their lives weave into beautiful new beginnings.

I watch their lives crash into violent ends.

And there I sit notebook in hand, eyes peeled

I watch because I am far too mundane to become.

Then I wonder, ‘is anyone thinking of me?’

Ten seconds of their life becomes my whole day.

Such a lovely conversation we just had

We never spoke

And you never knew 

I was listening

                            -Ari

[arithehotty]

Sometimes I feel like none of my poems are my own anymore, as if to write about my own emotions would to be to strip myself bare for them to graze hungry eyes over my scars. These romanticized emotions we see on screen aren't real dear, they truly aren't, so when u go to write that horrific peice playing in ur mind, lay ur self bare, take out your unruly braid, don't be afraid To be.

[arithehotty]

A step backwards looks like the red ink over flowing onto your sweater.

It looks like meekly saying

I messed up again.

and the bitter

yet familiar taste

of admitting that it looks like

I’m not getting any better.

[arithehotty]

Ahhhh hey girlys, I just watches 10 things i hate about u with my friends and they wanted me to write a 10 thing I hsye about u inspired poem, so here it goessssss.

I hate you

I hate you

I hate your stupid smile

I hate your dumb jokes

I hate the way you look at me

I hate the way you look at her...

I hate the way you make me feel

I hate the butterflies I get thinking about you

I hate the way you made me love you

-Ari

[arithehotty]

Thats how i lose myself.

The poems and i

In this hopeless attempt

To write the things that burn

-Ari

[arithehotty]

I hated everyone. That's what I thought, until I met you.

[sweetsoftandslow]

this image just melts me idk <3

found it here: https://www.pinterest.com/pin/661466264027242717/

[thatbiacewriter]

The sapphic need to fall in love with a woman who knows how to wield a sword. Knife Wife, yes please. <3