[ilickititsmine-deactivated20190]

“and in the middle of my chaos, there were your eyes”

[teen-vinyls]

Writing Prompt #115:

“And once I realized that I had nothing, I picked up a pen and I wrote my way into heaven.”

[delossye]

My joints scream

When I bend

Crying out

For you

To bend be over

Piled with

A layer of

Billowy grey

From lack of use

Lying high

On your shelf

Where you left me

Months

Weeks

Days

Hours

Seconds

Spent peering

Over this

Vast distance

Between safety

And courage

As time perpetuates

Scenerios

Run ragged

Stay

He will

Return

For me

Go

He will

Not

Have this hold

Anymore

Take a breath

Let out

A banshees cry

And leap

Off his fucking shelf

                            ~My Self Inflicted Reckoning

[delossye]

Broken

Weak

Nails

Trapped

Within the splintered wood

Leaving inch long marks

That he dives into

Taking a mile

And I

Plunge my bloodied nubs

Spiked with wood

To scratch

A fissure

Large enough

For me too

                                      ~Room For One

[vomitingwords]

And all

the love

you give,

will find

its way

back to you.

And it will be

worth it.

Because

you

always

deserve it.

Hold on, Sweetie // ma.c.a

[perrfectly]

If he loved you with all the power of his soul for a whole lifetime, he couldn’t love you as much as I do in a single day.

Emily Brontë, Wuthering Heights (via perrfectly)

[heartial]

her·ba·ceous

/(h)ərˈbāSHəs/

adjective  of, denoting, or relating to herbs (in the botanical sense).

[syntacked]

“We are nothing but space dust trying to find our way back to the stars.”

— Unknown

[ifthenightcouldtalk]

“At the end of the day, I can’t blame anyone but myself. I expected you to love me when I was too scared to love you. I expected you to know I loved you even though I couldn’t form the words. I expected you to love me despite not being able to love myself. I never thought of the love you needed.”

— And that’s why I’ll never be the one for you. 

[kristensnotebook]

“today everything feels taxi-cab yellow – loud and bright with hours rushing by outside my window if I lean on the horn will the world slow down for me? or will I be resented for disrupting the normal noise? sometimes, I want to scream at the rearview mirror and I don’t think anyone would hear me if I bothered to try”

— Kristen Costello

[ai-papi-deactivated20201124]

i have never been able to decide, whether i love you most in the eternal classic half-lights where it blends with day or in the full religious fanfare of noon or perhaps in the luxury of the full moon 

[poetryatmost]

You’re just a little boy that never stopped breaking his toys.

Poetry At Most

[smspoetry]

“i take hair ties off of my wrist before i weigh myself - nature or nurture? i wonder how many calories are in toothpaste and i only feel beautiful when my stomach growls. there’s a zoo in my belly and everyone just marvels at my self control - ignoring the captivity. you see, as a young girl, the women in my family would oftentimes tell me that they wished to be my size. forgetting that, one day, i would grow up to be theirs. what a catastrophic family tradition. i drink diet coke for dinner and make meals like a mad scientist - measuring everything that dares to enter this body. but, i don’t look sick.. you can’t quite see my bones and i’d like to think that means i have it under control. you see, i’m just on a “diet” i’m just “intermittent fasting” i just “want my clothes to fit better” i’m just in the “beginning stages.” i promise, if i just lose 30 more pounds, i’ll stop. i’m not shrinking - i’m being molded - i am a sculpture made from countless creators so blame them if you don’t like the art.”

— smspoetry

[violentwavesofemotion-deactivat]

Our blood is like golden wine in conscecrated chalice of etched glass;

Miklós Radnóti, from All That Still Matters At All: Poems; “Brilliant, Sun-Wept Morning,” (via violentwavesofemotion)

[thepersonalquotes]

https://www.instagram.com/thepersonalquotes/

[amargedom]

““I look at you and see all the ways a soul can bruise, and I wish I could sink my hands into your flesh and light lanterns along your spine so you know that there’s nothing but light when I see you.””

— Shinji Moon (via naturaekos)

[bnmxfld]

-William Chapman