"What if the Devil was the friends we made along the way"
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"What if the Devil was the friends we made along the way"
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“Kill them with kindness”
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Beep boop! I look for accidental haiku posts. Sometimes I mess up.
This opens up a lot of possibilities for what a haiku can be
Catharsis
"And he was offering himself to me.
Not to the crown, to me.
Can he even differentiate the two?
Can I...?
Laying there, hair tussled, skin bared, raw, real, and human, on an altar erected of what little remains of the name I used to carry.
[DOUBT]
Desire unveiled by court politics and uncalled-for masks of politeness.
A blind animal will always live in fear of the visual.
His heart beating through the walls of his neck.
Fear? Excitement? Will he too, run?
If the walls do have ears, I pray they forgive the sounds I summon from this man or myself."
In bed. Straight up losing it. And by "it," well. Haha. Let's just say. My memories
”time heals all wounds” WRONG. it merely allows for infection.. it is Too late for me
”Explain yourself” followed by “stop making excuses” has always baffled me because the fuck you think explaining myself is????
i can understand the trials but were the tribulations really necessary
It's fun being queer and weird and unconventional until you remember you live in a society
My head gets so confused,
Could you blame it? It's just a wild animal.
Babe, you okay? you reblogged “and we were nice to each other” like 12 times again
✦ Proximity ✦
perhaps. i do want to be loved. unfortunate.
you are allowed to be wrong you are allowed to mess up you are allowed to be embarrassing.
you are also allowed to do this.
the few minutes between the moment u yap in someones dms and they dont answer and you feel like you should get painfully dismembered for the crime of talking to someone vs the instant relief of normalcy you get when they text back and no ones killed you yet
And then there were his moles.
With each brush of his lips, he painted a constellation of kisses against the background of those guiding specks - each and every one, 110 to be exact, the colour of rusty bark - for his lover's skin is ripe to be cherished, to be adorned with small pledges of devotion spelling out his covenant of love.
If moles were the kisses of a past life's lover, then he was determined not only to match himself, but best his previous efforts.
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What video game will you defend forever?
Feed your dashboard by answering my question, blogger.
Minecraft.