my future lover: *strokes my cheek*
me: *is :-)*
me on the inside: ur clogging my pores…
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almost home
he wasn't even looking at me and he found me
I'd rather be in outer space 🛸
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my future lover: *strokes my cheek*
me: *is :-)*
me on the inside: ur clogging my pores…
Chanel Couture Spring 2012
that’s a great call !
my thoughts exactly
I’ll meet you at the barstools and you’ll touch my hair and I’ll take home everything you say. Don’t you know you can’t trust a writer? She’ll see a cigarette and call it a house fire.
Tonight I'm Someone Else | Chelsea Hodson
rooibos watercolor and gouache on paper, 6x9″ 2018
I used to think
myself a doe, then a hurricane. The muscle inside the tongue. The prayer-sore. Again
& again, something foreign. Fugitive.
— Chelsea Dingman, from “Notes on Inheritance” published in Guernica
& there is the sadness of losing & the sadness of never having & the sadness of having to lose, & yes, by that I mean this poem doesn’t exist unless both the boy & I lose, & the rivers go extinct or fill with plastic & every version of art or love is made by hands filled with (made of) blood.
Jane Rohrer, from “Only Together & Only Always” published in ÄLPHÄ (via lifeinpoetry)
(Georges Hobeika S/S 2018 RTW)
Boy: Hey! Me: (ง︡’-‘︠)ง
that feeling you get when you’re angry
anger
the idea of being w/ u was like
the idea of the ocean & the moon making out
i.e. something that would probably, definitely kill me
"my life is full of what's not here" | Oscar d'Artois
When does it stop / the painful wanting
Jennifer Givhan, from “Chassis,” Girl With Death Mask (via lifeinpoetry)