LoveDeadline

Just another soul wandering this world who loves bands, music, books, poems, movies & TV shows.

[scripts4dreamers]

“The truth is, I pretend to be a cynic, but I am really a dreamer who is terrified of wanting something she may never get.”

— Joanna Hoffman (via hqlines)

[bled]

[gracebriarwoodwrites]

Why do the young poets  all write about Persephone? 

                               Maybe it’s because                                we can relate. 

To a goddess?

                               To being half                                sunshine                                and half                                grave. 

[decision]

by  Elvira Leone

[sleepin]

The thing about writing is I can’t tell if it’s healing or destroying.

[nukua-deactivated20121023]

[poetbitesback]

“I don’t remember the end but I recall the beginning and it is softer that way- to let go of all the parting of hands, splitting of skin, the blood, the lingering. at the start, I could say we were starlight too bright to miss one another- it would be wrong. I was the sun. in this one I was the sun, I swear it, and you were clouds soft, but dark blocking out any and all light.”

— overcast || O.L.

[rietedelopeor]

[buttonpoetry]

“Male kindness is so alien to us we assume it is seduction every time.”

— Blythe Baird, “GIRL CODE 101”

[dangerly]

[silent-insanities]

You taught me that kind smiles don’t always have good intentions.

[birsiyahhikayesi]

[janishari]

“I’m a little different now because of you.”

— (via drunk-on-the-idea-of-lovee)

[joeydeangelis]

[hatin]

“You didn’t love her. You just didn’t want to be alone. Or maybe she was good for your ego. Or maybe she made you feel better about your miserable life. But you didn’t love her. Because you don’t destroy people you love.”

— Grey’s Anatomy (via perrfectly)

[coolled]

by Joe Curtin

[lifeinpoetry]

“Seeing [her] was like pressing a finger against something inside her, the scar of her missing heart.”

— Nelly Arcan, from Breakneck