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@beautifulwizdom
In order for something to live, something must die...
Whatever you are, be a good one.
What screws us up the most in life is the picture in our head of how it is supposed to be.
“ Instead of wondering when your next vacation is, you ought to set up a life you don't need to escape from.
Fooled!!!
You entered like a theft in the night,
You blind my perception, you bilnd my sight
The heart only see's what the heart wants
The soul it churns & it taunts
Until the hunger & the need have been met
These emotions & feelings are set...
Set in motion to feel as it choose
Afraid, scared, & praying not to lose...
Lose that which feels so good & so right
Afraid to not only be blinded, but to lose total sight
Of that which makes the soul & spirit feel forefilled
That which soothes the mind & body without the over kill.
I would like to feel the touch of your tongue taste my body
The smooth caress of your hands exploring me like a hobby
Lying in your arms with my head on your chest
Looking you in the eyes saying your the best...
The best at making me feel as a Queen should
No other man nor woman could... touch that spot
That makes me ooh so wet... ooh so hot
DAMN!!
I just woke up it was all a dream
I always knew things weren't never what they seem. ©
FOOLED!!!!
Dignified Lady...
WHY DON'T THEY REALIZE THERE'S MORE THAT LIES WITHIN A WOMAN THAN WHAT RIDES BETWEEN HERE THIGHS.
THERE'S DIGNITY AND RESPECT SOMETHING THEIR Mothers NEVER TAUGHT CAUSE OF THE NIGGA'S THEY FUCK WIT.
TO UNDERSTAND THE TRUE POWERS OF A WOMEN YOU HAVE TO UNDERSTAND THE TRUE POWES OF SELF.
IT'S NOT HOW YOU SUCK, FUCK, AND GIVE OF YOUR VIGINA.
IT'S HOW YOU MENTALLY/ EMOTIONALLY STIMULATE THE MIND LIKE THE SMOOTH SONGS PLAYED IN A MINOR.
THE PHYSICAL BODY IS A MERE ASPECT OF WHAT EVERY WOMAN CAN GIVE, BUT TO GIVE THE MIND, AND SOUL IN SUCH A WAY THAT'S NEVER BEEN FORETOLD MIGHT APPEAR TO BE TOUGH, BUT WITH PATIENCE, AND ENDURANCE IN WHICH A LADY SHOULD HAVE YOU'LL BE LOOK UPON AS A DIAMOND IN THE ROUGH.
SO ONCE YOU REALIZE THERE'S MORE TO YOU THAN WHAT LIES BETWEEN YOUR THIGHS YOU'LL SEE, THE TRUE UNDERSTANDING OF BEING A DIGNIFIED LADY.... ©
Slowest Form Of Suicide...
Today I dug a grave and laid my heart to rest 6 feet deep... My body sits atop my tombstone while my soul circles around my feet... Emotionally drained from all the pain loving you has brought me... You temporarily made me insane making me forget the rules that my father taught me
... ...ALL MEN WANT IS YOUR PUSSY...
 All these years I had a fear of flying into love but you promised I wouldn’t fall if you gave me a push... Swore you would be my safety net as I tight rope walked across your smile and smoked your lies like kush.
 You kept me high by sprinkling deception in my dutches controlling my thoughts like a master. My swishers were far from sweet cuz you were too caught up in other philly's raptures... Â
Your love is like a butcher knife slowly gliding across my wrist... Your tongue in my mouth is reminiscent of liquified cyanide...
u killed a piece of me with each kiss. You released emotions deep inside of me similar to the heroin in an addicts dirty syringe I thought I could live without you but I find myself having withdrawls in need of a binge... Â
I use a razor blade to cut up falsified fables and sniff till there's no tears left in my eyes...
Hoping that the thoughts of you linger in my mind cuz I feel empty without your lies...
 I tipple triple shots of your trickery...
ludicrously lapping up your liquor...
 Praying that the cirrhosis attacks my liver while I paint bloody hearts around your picture... Â
...YOU ARE KILLING ME SLOWLY...
 Each day I awake and take fewer steps...
It aint only the Newports that has me gasping for my final breaths...
 The board of health needs to shut down your heart cuz you emit love that's polluted...
If you were a bartender in a club I'd send my drink back cuz you serve up realities that are so diluted... You left a noose weaved by your broken promises by my bedside the day you left...
 Loaded my gun with bullets of bullshit and placed it upon my chest...
 I awoke...juggular slit... with my emotions staining satin sheets...
A pile of pills in the palm of my hands...
with a concoction of your corruption within my reach...
 I crawl to my balcony lifeless and watch the cars zoom down city streets...
Use what energy I have left to stand upon the ledge ready to face my defeat...
It's better to have loved and lost than never love at all is such a pretty lie...
The ugly truth is...love truly is the slowest form of suicide... ©
I’m Just Saying...
I know u feel that there is a lot at stake when it comes 2 ventricles that formulate heart beats anticipating another heart quake
Apprehensive 2 the thought of not knowing whether heart linings will shatter...I was never one 2 break things...but more prone 2 bandaging up those things that matter
I can't promise that I will always walk a straight path...my feet stutter like hopscotch stepsBut I would never walk away from something' so right even if I had on 2 lefts...
U make my heart boom audibly thru sound proof booths...Rhythmically in sync with ur voice...soundin' like a track 9th Wonder produced...
I'm not 2 good with sayin' how I feel but I'll sing u a song in E flat like Jill Scott in her primeOr spit u a 16 reminiscent to Big L and Rakim when I deliver the rhyme...
I can't promise it will be all cloud 9 but I will be that woman u looked 4 but never found...And I'd carry u on my back thru hell fire, and brimstone before I ever let u fall 2 the ground...
See I'm not out to assemble what the last chick already left outta wack...I'm searching within ur eyes & soul 4 hidden pieces of ur heart so I can reconstruct it from scratch...
I wanna remove each brick cemented with disappointment from the cavity of ur chest...
And turn over ur hourglass 2 restart the sands of time putting all memories of pain 2 rest...
I don't wanna just be on the same page...
I wanna be word by word within the same sentence...
Written in the longest book in history in which the chapters are endless...
I never question this chance encounter...
all I know is lately ur the only one I think of...Im just sayin...
if ur not busy later maybe we could....
find the time 2 fall in love...©