Blister&Burn

Just looking for a creative outlet

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Happy Halloween!!! 👻🕸🎃

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"To be human is to be broken, broken is its own kind of beautiful." -r.m. drake

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Annaleigh Ashford Joins Jake Gyllenhaal in Sunday in the Park with George

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So freakin excited!

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18 Beautiful Moon Tattoo Designs

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Show Time!!! 🎭 #110intheshade

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True love will triumph in the end - which may or may not be a lie, but if it is a lie, then it’s the most beautiful lie we have.

John Green (via thelovejournals)

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Some people bring out the worst in you, others bring out the best, and then there are those remarkably rare, addictive ones who bring out the most. Of everything. They make you feel so alive that you’d follow them straight into hell…

Karen Marie Moning, Shadowfever (via thelovejournals)

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If you break someone’s heart and they still talk to you with the same excitement and respect. Believe me, they really love you.

Unknown (via thelovejournals)

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Darkness

There's a sort of peace in the darkness. It's a feeling of disappearance, almost as if you don't exist at all. Nothing's there. Nothing matters. You're just...floating. You become less and less until you cease to hold shape or meaning. Your thoughts blur into one as you fall into a sleep like trance. And in that quiet moment Serenity.

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Monsters

Door locked. Drapes closed. Lights on. All the lights on. They can only get you in the darkness.

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Love is Patient

Whoever said love is easy was an idiot. It's not easy. It's messy and rough and trying and beautiful and amazing, but definitely not easy. Yes, sometimes it comes naturally, but it's the keeping it that's the hard part. We fell in love in a week. We slid into a perfect little niche like it was made for only the two of us. We fell in love even amidst the storms that were raging around us. Both of us drowning in life, we ran to one another. We were able to find peace in the eye of the hurricane. You became my shelter, my encouragement, and my salvation. Something beautiful began to bloom out of the ashes, and for the first time in a long time I began to feel whole again. No matter how hard I tried, I was hardly able to distract you from your burdens. I tried my hardest, eventually able to relax you for minutes at a time. But lately, it has been even harder to give you comfort. The semester is drawing to a close and my muscles tense with each passing day. This is because I can only imagine the thoughts running through your head. So much is changing, and while it is an exciting process, it also results in pulling you in a dozen different directions. I know that you love me. Your love is something that I cherish, and I want to do right by it. I want to make you happy and I know you want to make me happy as well. But we have to show one another the way. You're not always going to know what I want or what I'm thinking and that's perfectly normal. I'm going down the same road. But this is something I think is worth holding onto. I want to hold onto you. I WANT to HOLD onto you. I WANT to hold onto YOU. You'll never be able to comprehend my feelings towards you. I love you.

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Pretty Girl

Any guy wants a pretty girl. Perfection: smooth legs, firm ass, long painted fingernails, winning smile. Only when the actress is in love with the actor does she truly feel "pretty". She's no longer ashamed of her dancer feet, calloused, rough, and without polish, some of her toes misshapen from being broken or stepped upon or jammed by her dance shoes. Her love admires her legs, pale but strong, the broken veins, rough knees, and endless lines of bruises and scars. He loves her eyes. These eyes, tired and telling, have poured over so much. All that she has seen, all that she has read, all that she is. They have cried oceans of tears over such weighty and juvenile things. When her art moves her her eyes tell. They never lie and she can't lie because of them. Through those eyes he can see to her mind. Her beautiful mind brimming with emotion and wonder. The mind that never stops. He holds her hands. "Beautiful hands" he says "the hands of an artist". And so they are. They are the hands that shake because her nerves are shot. They are the hands that move, trying to copy the natural human state. Her fingernails are short and rigid and her cuticles bleed because the hands are the first thing her stress destroys. Scars. Scars on her hands showing how hard they've worked. She uses those hands to hold on to everything that is dear and also to push it all away. She can't hold on to anything, because if her hands are full then they are of no use to her. She can't use them to cover her face, she can't use them to protect herself. She needs those hands. She needs them to shield her heart. But still, she steps closer to the fire, she can feel his warmth. She begins to not only hold him but reach for him.

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Black Hole

I can feel an overwhelming distance between us.

A shadow being cast on what is happy and pure.

It started as a small drop of ink

But is vastly developing into an enormous black hole

 It used to seem so innocent

What we were…are

A surface love was harmless, welcome even

But then something deeper erupted

And with it a geyser of feeling that I could not contain

My soul began to ache for your companionship and approval

I found myself renewed with a confidence that had been long lost

You brought me back 

Not back to life but back to living

 But I had to pay the price

For life isn't cheap

and inspiration will never be free

I knew from the beginning that we were destined for downfall

You made it very clear

I chose to ignore what my mind told me

I hadn’t followed my heart in long time

I hadn’t even realized that I lost it

That is, until you came along

bringing life to my colorless world

 And with our first kiss the black abyss began its entity

It grew in the depths of my mind that i had surrendered

And there it still remains but gaining strength with every passing moment

It beats on the barred doors of my head and oozes through the cracks in my skull

It has begun a feeding frenzy on my fears

 It’s so hard to keep it from showing

I'm trying to hold in every doubt and suspicion

Every tinge of guilt and shred of false hope

I’m failing miserably

I can still see the shadows, lurking

I feel their presence in every caress

They force me into reality

They’re the reason I miss you

 It’s hardest to miss someone that’s still near you

But the black wedge shows me that you’re already gone

You’ve begun the transition and I can’t bring you back

Excitedly, you’re floating towards a new life

While I’m struggling to keep you here on the ground

It’s not that I don’t understand

I just want to be selfish

I want every possible moment I can get

Being undeniably, irrevocably, absolutely stupidly

In love with you