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[berlin-artparasites]

The rain falls again.

Endlessly.

We nestle closer together under

the umbrella you held out to me.

I curse the gloom set upon us

as we stand there, hearing the

lonesome sound of the skies

and the rhythm of pain in its cries.

-Rachana 

24.06.2016

[berlin-artparasites]

all the chocolate in the world

can’t elicit the sweetness in my mouth

your kisses gave

[berlin-artparasites]

my soundtrack for lying awake at 2am and wallowing 

[fookinalexturner]

by Januz Miralles

“You don’t drown by falling in the water; you drown by staying there.” - Edward Louis Cole

[berlin-artparasites]

one thing I wish I knew earlier

complex doesn’t necessarily mean beautiful.

Don’t lose yourself in trying to unravel someone. 

[berlin-artparasites]

before you fail at something you have to try it first. That’s why I’m not sad when I fail. Failing means I have dreams and aspirations and achievements. Failing means I am on the road to what I want. I don’t want to climb a mountain and only enjoy the view from the top. I want to climb a mountain while looking at the trees swaying or the flowers on the road. I don’t want to enjoy success only, I want to enjoy my hardships on the way to success too because I am not stagnant and the fact that I have hardships is a sign that I am moving towards my goal. My goal isn’t success, my goal is trying for success so I don’t really fail at all.

When people ask me why I’m not sad about failure

[childmagazine]

[berlin-artparasites]

don’t trust inspiration that doesn’t come from you

5 days ago: I found

Inspiration in a can of expired mouldy soup

4 days ago: I found

A muse in the sadness of your eyes

3 days ago: I found

Hope in that smile of yours which makes your eyes crinkle so I almost can’t see the sadness in them

Almost. 2 days ago: I found

My favorite melody in the rhythmic hacking of your laughter accompanied with “stop making me laugh! My stomach hurts”

1 day ago: I found

That expired mouldy soup does make my stomach hurt

This exact moment: I found

That inspiration from 5 days ago only

 ends in 

word  vomit

[spilledjnk]

Prompt: write a love story between the leaves and the wind Everyday she teased me, She pulled at my tips, caressed my spine, And whispered her songs onto my edges, She made me beg, Till I was browning and red, Before she stole me away, And let me follow her, Everywhere she went -the last dwindling leaf about the wind// M.A.P

(via journalingprincess)

[spilledjnk]

‘Hey can you come with me?’ she asked with a flip of her hair and a grin on her lips. It’s almost as though she knows I can’t resist, the sparkle of her eyes, or the dimples on her cheeks,  or even the cloud of vanilla she leaves behind when she leaves a place; ‘Yeah of course’ I say softly, a blush making its mark on my cheeks. We walk along the courtyard, her hands brushed my thighs twice twice, it feels like my heart has found a home in her hands, and her hands don’t know they’re carrying something yet, I don’t know if they ever will; She talked of the boy she met a few nights before 'He was so cute I hope I see him again soon, he’s been texting me all day’ she sighs with a smile, She’s probably been dreaming about him all day the same way I’ve been dreaming about her, and there’s no doubt in my mind he did the same today; 'He’ll ask you out soon for sure, he can’t resist you. No one really can’ I tell her as I watch her smile before dropping my gaze to the ground, Am I even allowed to look at her like that? No, but my eyes always find a way to her smile and that stupid dimple on her right cheek that I’ve fallen in love with, I can’t help it, she’s so nice to look at; 'Yeah you think so?’ she asks with a soft smile and hopeful eyes I nod and let my gaze drop to the ground again, She’s already made me fall for her he would fall even quicker for sure, he has a chance; 'Thanks, I love you’ Not the way I do, I think to myself, but I can’t stop myself when I say; 'I love you too’ because I really do.

M.A.P // Prompt: she tastes like birthday cake and story time and fall but to her I taste of nothing at all (via journalingprincess)

[stoicremains-deactivated2017102]

If you look for a meaning, you’ll miss everything that happens.

Andrei Tarkovsky, in ‘Tarkovsky’s Translations’, interview with Philip Strick, Sight and Sound, (via stoicremains)

[iammiademoiselle-deactivated201]

I wonder if you ever think of me the same way I write about you.

[buddingverse]

lust

If only you could see how beautiful my mind is

Surely then,

you’d fall in love with me.

[berlin-artparasites]

Love

If only you could see

how beautiful your mind is

surely then,

you’d fall in love with yourself.

[berlin-artparasites]

"this is my suicide dress," she told him "I only wear it on days when I’m afraid I might kill myself if I don’t wear it" "you’ve been wearing it every day since we met" he said "and these are my arson gloves" "so you don’t set fire to something?" he asked "exactly" "...and this is my terrorism lipstick my assault and battery eyeliner my armed robbery boots" "I’d like to undress you" he said "but would that make me an accomplice?" "and today," she said "I’m wearing my infidelity underwear so don’t get any ideas" so she put on her nervous breakdown hat and walked out the door - Denver Butson Artwork by Christian Develter

[berlin-artparasites]

How beautiful is it to stay silent when someone expects you to be enraged. ―Unknown painting: Art by Linnea Strid

[clairvoyant---disease-deactivat]

People empty me. I have to get away to refill.

Charles Bukowski (via 0417729)