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Art Making
You are the artist,
Your fingertips the finest brushes
Your lips; your signature tool, covered by a vibrant
shade.
My body an empty canvas, every inch of my skin a
masterpiece to be.
The heat of the moment, your spark of inspiration.
A soft moan of pleasure, your dose of caffeine.
Don’t interrupt the process.
Dig your hands firmly on my back, draw me closer,
take a step back, question what to do with all the
empty space only to cover me in a hundred different
hues.
Forget the format and every step by step you ever
learned, this too is art.
-K.r.z
In The Dark
I wish it was easier..
to give you my back and
keep a straight posture.
That my legs could move on their own.
That forgetting, was as simple as blinking.
But I see you, even when my eyes are shut.
The sound of your soft voice still echoes in my mind.
And the warmth of your touch still lingers on my body.
I wish my heart would understand it’s time to let go.
But it doesn’t follow commands
So when I lay in the dark, instead of forgetting, it demands to bring you back.
-K.r.z
06-08-19
— Nikita Gill
— Nipuna Mehta (via @nipsyyy)
Dazed in Love
I remember longing for our forever.
Letting me romanticize each moment as you spun around me slowly.
Watched me savor crumbs of “love”, the off brand kind with taste of manipulation.
“I’ll change” and “I love you”s; Empty promises, instinctual responses.
The kind of lies that left me satisfied. Kept me close.
I could have sworn we waltzed, but your every move; carefully orchestrated, was meant to keep me dazed.
You made me believe affection’s earned, how they’d be surprised to learn the times I begged..
The countless times you flipped the script to avoid accountability, and how I learned to take the blame with zero hesitation.
A fine line between not wanting me and not wanting me with anyone else..such selfish little game you liked to play with my heart.
-Krz
— Rudy Francisco
And here we see an early contender for Most Elaborate Rejection of 2017.
SCARY DRAGON EYES!
Bonus:
Scary fishy eyes!!
The strongest ones, the most confident ones, the ones who look like they have never needed love from anyone but themselves, those are the people that need love the most. You see, they’ve become so good at hiding their hurt, their pain that people simply forget that they too feel just as insecure and vulnerable as everybody else. They’re expected to laugh through their problems because thats what they have always done and the support that they give others is never returned because no one thinks they need it.
They are so used to be everyone else’s rock, everyone else’s crying shoulder, everyone else’s human to turn to, that when it comes to their own pain, they simply bottle it up and put it away. They cry alone, they hurt alone, they never tell anyone about their nightmares or how cruel life is really being because if they do, they’re afraid people will not see them as strong anymore. They are afraid of crumbling in front of anyone else because they do not want to seem weak and broken.
The strongest ones of us need support more than anything in the world because of being strong so very long that when they fall apart, it is not just a human falling to pieces and recovering, it is an avalanche, a volcanic eruption, the amount of pain that you could not imagine possible for a human to hold within themselves. The strongest people, the toughest ones, disguise their tears behind smiles and avert their eyes when in pain once too often.
This is why it is so important to ask “Are you okay?” more than once sometimes, especially from someone who is that strong. This is why it is important to allow our hearts to understand what our minds cannot when we see someone’s smile change, or their eyes show something their demeanor cannot.
The strongest ones of us need support the most. Because when the time comes to rely on someone they don’t know how, they don’t know how to reach out for a hand as they are so used to being the rock for everyone else that hurts.
Nikita Gill, The Strongest People Need Love The Most
I shaved my head for an art project - my sister took photos of me shaving my head for her art project to discuss coping mechanisms of mental illness and the concept of femininity, it’s always been somewhat of a personal ritual to shave my head when I’m not feeling good about myself in order to force myself to love myself and feel pretty even without hair, hair =/= femininity and I think it’s important to remember that and to remind myself of that. I think every woman should shave her head at least once as an exercise in self love, empowerment and liberation from gender roles.