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Cornflake words
Sugarless
Splat!
Mush on a page.
Stupid Soggy mind.
the night we met you told me if i was a color i’d be yellow and that you’d never get tired of dancing in my glow. years later, your hand now rests on my left cheek and you tell me that i need to lower my voice when i speak. you call yourself king and the only noise of mine you can stand is my body on a creaky box spring - mother fucker, i wear the apron strings you gave little meek me and i will hang you with these god damn things.
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An Addict's New Year’s Prayer
Darkness forming demons swarming why can’t I find the light Paradise falling addiction calling another sleepless night Christmas came more of same way too many tears Insides dying so much lying another lost new year’s
“How strange it is. We have these deep terrible lingering fears about ourselves and the people we love. Yet we walk around, talk to people, eat and drink. We manage to function. The feelings are deep and real. Shouldn’t they paralyze us? How is it we can survive them, at least for a little while? We drive a car, we teach a class. How is it no one sees how deeply afraid we were, last night, this morning? Is it something we all hide from each other, by mutual consent? Or do we share the same secret without knowing it? Wear the same disguise?”
— Don DeLillo, White Noise (via the-book-diaries)
At night he grasps me
Breathless
And asks me
Where's the irony in your death
Tonight?
I gasp
And choke
I die
Typing this post.
Self fulfilling curse
Unwilling denial
Of pleasure.
You keep telling yourself
But I know you better.
every time you see this post (you don’t have to but it’s fun) reblog it with a new song quote
can’t say the same song quote
can be from any genre
(i saw this and thought it would be fun!)
“i’m not scared to be seen! i make no apologies! THIS IS ME!”
I DON’T GIVE A DAMN ABOUT MY REPUTATION!
Black is the kiss, the touch of a serpent son
Im not as think as you drunk I am
2nd time: damn, It’s all good I guess
She was acting pretty, thought she owned the city. Some should have told her that pretty ain’t a job.
I keep seeing this OMG. 3rd time: But who could love me I am out of my mind
You would not believe your eyes if ten million fireflys lit up the world as I fell asleep
Never used a day of my education
When both our cars collide
Things are better if i stay
Sell the kids for food
No one is escaping to DESOLATION ROW!
I am not afraid to keep on living
BREAK ALL MY LIFE TO PIECES THIS IS MY LAST RESORT SUFFOCATION NO BREATHING
A world that sends you reeling
from decimated dreams
your misery and hate will kill us all
These are their hearts but their hearts don’t beat like ours
they burn cause they are all afraid
when mine beats twice as hard
I don’t care how much you invest yourself in me
We’re not working out
We’re not working out
In the middle of a gunfight
In the center of a restaurant
They say
Come with your arms raised HIGH
I’m here at the beginning of the end
Oh, the end of infinity with you
if i love you was a promise
would you break it if you’re honest
If you wanna start a fight, you better throw the first punch, make it a good one
This is what it feels like when you become one of the drunks
I’m in the business of misery, let’s take it from the top.
Ask no questions and you’ll get no lies
Metaphorically I’m a whore
he saw the train and tried to duck it hit first the gas and then the bucket
We’ll shoot back holy water like cheap whiskey
I’m trapped inside your heart, I don’t mind the broken parts.
Drop dead in your bedroom
woah weird, i’ve seen this probably 5 times but i’m not in this version
reinvent love
Not done, not done, not done
JOSH DUN
Waves of wood legs, waves of wooden legs.
Always golden when the day met the night
I’ll stop wearing black when they make a darker colour
take my mind, take my body, take my father’s conscience from me
Mr. Sandman give me a dream
Boys will be boys, hiding in estrogen and wearing aubergine dreams
now I’m falling asleep, and she’s calling a cab, while he’s having a smoke and she’s taking a drag
You’ve got bleached out eyes from the valley sand and the black tar palms keep weeping your name
I’ve got troubled thoughts and self esteem to match what a catch
Don’t think I’ve ever used a day of my education
You don’t deserve a point of view if the only thing you see is you
if home is where the heart is then we’re all just fucked
Your a heart attack in black hair dye
For all the ghosts that are never gonna catch me
Oh hell yes I’m a nervous wreck!
Can I knock you unconscious, As long as I Promise, I'll Love you and I'll make you Laugh.
A Poem for Jon and Carol
mourning the living is like bailing out water as the vessel burns around us. the kaddish is written in dead language, resurrected, sacred–up it goes in flames, praise God and turn Him to ash. tear the stitches, bare your wounds and scream for closure but all you’ll get is a card in the mail “just thinking about you, hope all is well”
a violation, disguised badly as care–a clawed hand bursting through freshly turned earth.
Drowning swimmers, I cannot save you. You Will Not drag me under