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[jerkculesjr-blog]

i’ve never told a lie, and that makes me a liar; i’ve never made a bet, but we gamble with desire. i’ve never lit a match with INTENT to start a fire, but recently, the flames are getting out of control. wait outside, i hope the air will serve to remind you that my heart is as C O L D as the clouds of your breath and my words are as T I M E D as the { beating } in my chest.

[lassi]

i need to wear something iconic tonight! maybe my black t shirt

[dudechillingpark]

Like you can boss me around in sexual situations but you better not try to tell me what to do in regular life

[yourangelonline-deactivated2026]

[sad-plath]

I open my mouth and dust spills out instead of feelings.

Gabriel Gadfly (via sad-plath)

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[jerkculesjr-blog]

when i was a kid, i’d fly around and peter would mention, “don’t be afraid to die cause to die would be an awfully big adventure.” one day i stopped believing, now my friends say they’re ‘so bored’ of me. i used to be a real boy, with real plans, but now i’m just R E A L I T Y  T V. i look into the mirror and i say to myself, “i’ve spent too many nights watching how i met your mother alone.”

maybe i just wanna be LEGENDARY. i swear i could be amazing, i just need a little help.

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[jerkculesjr-blog]

i am not as fine as i seem, PARDON ME for yelling; i’m telling you green gardens are not what’s growing in my psyche, it’s a different me. it’s all about my forehead and how it is a door that holds back contents that make pandora’s box’s contents look non violent! behind my eyelids are islands of violence, my mind’s ship-wrecked, i did not know it was such a violent island.

and i know that i can fight or i can let the lion win, i begin to ASSEMBLE WITH WEAPONS i can find, ‘cause sometimes to stay alive you’ve gotta kill your mind

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[jerkculesjr-blog]

what if the sun fell in love with icarus? maybe apollo caught sight of the boy, sun-streaked skin glowing gilded, feathers fluttering like slain daydreams, moth-bitten promises half-remembered - something lovely in his fallibility.