bottled memories

21

[free-lee-blog]

On Medication

I can only write when I can’t breathe,

My creative side turned on by the vise of mania,

fueled by undrugged highs

and arching into an orgasm that no

tongue or touch or taste can give me,

but on those fucking details

fucking me until my hands shake with intent of getting them down on paper (just hold still and I’ll get it right),

until I find myself without the afterglow and 

eighteen books calling to me 

and some significance that was there just last night - 

Or was I only finding meaning like this the last time I wasn’t on meds?

[free-lee-blog]

After the thing went off, after it was a sure thing that America could wipe out a city with just one bomb, a scientist turned to Father and said, 'Science has now known sin.' And do you know what Father said? He said, 'What is sin?'

Kurt Vonnegut, Cat's Cradle

[free-lee-blog]

All of the true things I am about to tell you are shameless lies.

Kurt Vonnegut, Cat's Cradle

[free-lee-blog]

I'm only doing this because it's just the biggest mistake I can think to make. It's stupid and destructive and anybody you ask will tell you I'm wrong. That's why I have to go through with it. Don't you see? Because we're so trained to do life the right way. To not make mistakes. I figure, the bigger the mistake looks, the better chance I'll have to break out and live a real life. Our real discoveries come from chaos, from going to the place that looks wrong and stupid and foolish.

Invisible Monsters Remix, Chuck Palahniuk

[free-lee-blog]

Coiled around my cancellous collarbone and Wrapped around the imprint of kisses and fingernails Is an elusive scent that lingers long enough to be acknowledged Only when I am in a jumper declaring our shared home, White socks pulled over my dancer calves And snowy lace spilling across my hipbone, An escaped curl trailing down the ridged curve of my spine. There’s something in the fact that You breathe me in in my happiness and sleepy kisses when the last still Catches my waist and pulls me to her only when perfume has settled around my throat like a Veil over a carefully polished bride.

[rhymewithrachel]

[deeplifequotes]

Find someone who wants to invest in you, learn from you, see you win, support your visions and fall in love with you daily.

(via madeofstar-stuff)

[antonimus]

[officialfashionistaswonderland]

[healyourbones]

so perfect

[tattrx]

Nick Broslavskiy | Kiev Ukraine 

tumblr: broslavski 

[free-lee-blog]

Hypo

Static behind your eyes, Warm and throbbing faster than you can see So keep moving and touching. Feel your heart pour out like honey when you scream Louder than car brakes protesting the wine on his tongue. Taste the textures, exquisite and intricate, of the Faces you'll not know Step beyond a bar on a dam where you kissed a girl Because "how lonely the lake must be" sounds reasonable. Stop sleeping and start drinking until you're hazy, Unzip your girlfriend's hoodie before you taste someone else Stop eating and stop pausing, Start writing and start thrumming with your own energy, Begging someone to keep up with you.

[free-lee-blog]

On Open Relationships

They don’t work. Someone else kissing her will find you Climbing flights of stairs in pursuit of a zenith, Something holy in a place to hide. Blast music you don’t know as loudly as you can Through headphones just beginning to become familiar, On top of a roof surveying a city of strangers, Lights you wish you could turn away from.

[visual-poetry]

»don’t think« by peter fuss (+)

[free-lee-blog]

This is the second time you’ve taken me on an adventure, The second time I’ve not hesitated before taking your hand and Stumbled down a foreign, dark path With no guidance but your touch on my back. Once you took me to your office, A veiled warning heavy on your tongue like The whiskey that got us in this mess to begin with. Now you take me to a new place in a new state to a dock That is your home. Wrapped in the hoodie that I’ll take as insurance 2 days later, I scamper to the furthest edge of the dock And plunge my shoe into the lake, Unaware that I’m about to discover that Being with you Isn’t out of my depth.

[free-lee-blog]

Your thumb looped through your belt loop Reminds my tongue of tracing your hipbone. I am jealous of your fingertips brushing your thighs The taste of your exhale lingers for weeks on my lips Through whiskey, shallow kisses, and admissions Of falling in love.

[softwaring]

Ice slush waves of Nantucket, the temperatures have been so cold lately in Nantucket that the waters have partially frozen giving them a slushee effect.

Jonathan Nimerfroh

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