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KIROKAZE
occasionally subtle
Game Changer & Make Some Noise
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I'd rather be in outer space 🛸
if i look back, i am lost
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everyone talks about how tumblr should make an @everyone feature, but I have another proposal: an @anyone feature. this tags a few users at random and there’s no way of predicting who it will be. this will also solve nothing and make everything worse
s w e e t c r e a t u r e, sweet creature wherever I go, you bring me home
First of all how fucking dare you
. I like to watch things burn. I like the blue and the orange and your fingers dipped in sorrows to fuel candles. I like the sound of wood breaking, splinters turning to soot slowly depositing above our heads. The reflection in your eyes , flames reaching skies like fireflies. Do you realize how everything it touches rises up in smoke making castles we can't touch? I often see myself resurrecting , rising from these ashes like a phoenix new to the world with baby skin over eyes. The crackling sound like drizzle on the back of my ear makes me dizzy. I wonder if it's the pyromaniac in me or the desire to burn extensively, drip skin to bones until I rave with life. The warmth as I sit too close becomes self inducing pain but somehow it soothes my skin. I could die, you know. I could burn but haven't I always been ablaze? . . #igpost #writers #igwriters #deadpoetssociety #poetry #poetrycommunityofinstagram #poetrycommunity #igpoets #poem #poems #writing #wordgasm #typewriter #instalike #poetryinmotion #poetryporn #livebywords #madewords #writersnetwork #mirakee #followme #wordspill #teenwriter #poetryisnotdead #poetrysociety #likeforlike #love#madewords #mirakeeworld #dtoslive
The night was soft and tender, just like her eyes and voice. As she opened her mouth to speak, out came the harshest, most heartbreaking words I had ever heard; ‘I love you, but I am sorry’.
Lukas W. // “I’m leaving” (via somepiecesofmyheartandsoul)
I'm a man and I love one. It's like two stars colliding you see , we make stardust. You say my hand was meant to hold hers but his fingers around mine makes a castle too beautiful to escape. You say my hands were meant to hold her waist and sway as we danced but his shoulders firm under my touch give me a sense of security I had always craved for. You say her kiss would make me want to know more of her but here , his kiss is like melting honey on starving fingers I want to put in between my teeth and trace with my tongue. It pools on the lips as delicately as brittle leaves hitting the ground on autumnal days. You say it's her body mine was meant for but here , his and mine make one. You say I was meant to stand straight and bold and hover like a drone over her to establish my sense of 'manliness' . I wish I could tell you how nice it feels to stand at ease around him as my insecurities do not rot under door mats that lead to houses where I am solely meant to protect. You say I'm a man and I should love like one , I wish I could tell you how profoundly I love one. . . . .
His sanity comes wrapped only in delusion. His unruly hair falling on his forehead casting shadows over the beads of perspiration, of anxiety. At moments when the air dies down, the Christmas carols can be heard in the distance. His charred lips part as a sigh of disappointment escapes them. It's been six years but his hope resurrects like a phoenix from the ashes of seclusion. The gate looks like a gaping mouth dying to let words out but the only thing leaving the house is his belief. Nobody comes. The three pieces of cake kept on the table, three chairs set at an angle as if waiting for someone will remain thus for another year. He takes a plate , cuts himself a small piece and sits at the edge of one of the chairs. The folds of skin under his ageing eyes wet as he rubs them on the sleeves of his green Christmas sweater. They say a fairy dies everytime someone stops believing in them. He didn't know it was a fact until he started to die everyday that the angled chairs went unoccupied. . . . . . #igpost #writers #igwriters #deadpoetssociety #poetry #poetrycommunityofinstagram #poetrycommunity #igpoets #poem #poems #writing #wordgasm #typewriter #instalike #poetryinmotion #poetryporn #livebywords #madewords #writersnetwork #mirakee #followme #wordspill #teenwriter #poetryisnotdead #poetrysociety #likeforlike
On the chessboard.
I was the fourth from the right and she was standing behind.
I lifted my eyes only to realise I could move ahead a step or two but she she could be won only by might.
so I left my block I changed my place,
We used to stand in a line,
I didn’t want to be just one amongst the eight.
The Bishop says it’s a disgrace,
The Royals and Knights never change their ways
And I , a pawn , lest I should present my case,
Should touch the end of the board , change my face.
They have their grace, their gait,
They change their religion , they change their way.
My love is black and white.
My Queen is the perfect grey.
@damoaninme
Follow me on instagram @someday_maybe_
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Follow me on instagram @someday_maybe_
On the chessboard.
I was the fourth from the right and she was standing behind.
I lifted my eyes only to realise I could move ahead a step or two but she she could be won only by might.
so I left my block I changed my place,
We used to stand in a line,
I didn't want to be just one amongst the eight.
The Bishop says it's a disgrace,
The Royals and Knights never change their ways
And I , a pawn , lest I should present my case,
Should touch the end of the board , change my face.
They have their grace, their gait,
They change their religion , they change their way.
My love is black and white.
My Queen is the perfect grey.
@damoaninme
Follow me on instagram @someday_maybe_
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empty arena version of if i could fly by one direction with rain
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THE FACE SWAP CHALLENGE WITH DAN AND PHIL!
Reblog if you are going to have nightmares
we are proud to present definitely the stupidest but probably funniest video we will make this year 👦🔄👦
THE FACE SWAP CHALLENGE WITH DAN AND PHIL!
Reblog if you are going to have nightmares
we are proud to present definitely the stupidest but probably funniest video we will make this year 👦🔄👦
The person I reblogged this from deserves to be happy
I tried to scroll past this. I really did
I feel like minor acts of kindness and good intentions are really important on days like this.
