MCMXVI

Living a moment twice

[mcmxvipoetry]

My body is not for you to play with

Raw, bruised and bleeding

excited for a new beginning

secretly terrified of my

past full of smiles and one demon

Echoing in my head are my own screams

cutting through time and making way for me 

to recover from the way he used me 

making way for a future- stronger, not afraid

emancipating myself from the pain

[onetreehilldaily]

“She gives herself so selflessly to the people she cares for and she’s just begging for that back. And it’s really heartbreaking. I bawled just because of feeling that pain and in this moment, for her, it’s like he still doesn’t even get it. She’s not mad. She’s crushed. And she’s realizing that this boy that she loves so much just doesn’t know her. She’s not mad, she’s just heartbroken.” Sophia Bush

[haleyincarnate]

Quote from the show One Tree Hill

[perrfectly]

[mcmxvipoetry]

Monika Genova

[adrenaline]

[mcmxvipoetry]

Hostages (Second draft)

Light breaking at the horizon Stealing the stars and holding them hostage for a few hours as another day in captivity begins for what were once world's wildest beasts

Dark clouds gather and it starts to snow as a harsh winter like lions shouldn't know cementing fallen leaves to the ground and sowing snowflakes fast to grow what should be unnatural is now well-known by panthers, rhinos, swans.. waking on the wrong side of locks and walls

[mcmxvipoetry]

Picture I deleted a long time ago

Bed in which she is asleep

clutching the blanket

there’s no space for me

[mcmxvipoetry]

Playing with fire

It's a game of poker see his poker face look him straight in the eyes and try to tell his hand You can't

It's a game of tag who's gonna catch who First we chase but we don't run very fast

It's a game of dominoes and he pushed the first one now they're falling in slow motion or did they stop?

It's a game of hide and seek we hide in plain sight and keep looking anyway because the game demands that Keep playing

[theartidote]

“Of course, you never really forget anyone, but you certainly release them. You stop allowing their history to have any meaning for you today. You let them change their haircut, let them move, let them fall in love again. And when you see this person you have let go, you realize that there is no reason to be sad. The person you knew exists somewhere, but you are separated by too much time to reach them again.” ―Chelsea Fagan #ThingsItTakesAWhileToUnderstand 🌸 artwork by @marinelartt

[bulgarianthoughts]

Помня го, сякаш беше вчера. Прегръщах я, толкова много я прегръщах. Не й пусках ръката по улиците, я тя се сгушваше в цялото ми тяло. Исках да я заведа на най-красивото място, но тя все ми отказваше. Все искаше нещо по-просто. Нещо неперфектно. Господи, тази жена заслужаваше всичко перфектно на този свят! Заслужаваше най-скъпото вино, а искаше просто розе. И двамата се опиянявахме… кой от вино, кой от любов… Целувах тази жена, толкова много я целувах. Първо по бузата. После по устните. Когато стигах до врата й, започваше да се смее и да се дърпа. Да се смееш, докато правиш любов… Жена мечта беше. Толкова нормална, толкова човечна. Нямаше нищо общо с натоканите изкуствени курви, с които живота ме срещаше. Не вярваше в любовта, а аз исках да й докажа, че има любов, има хубава любов. И кой, ако не тя я заслужаваше… И го постигнах. Най-голямото мъжко завоевание - да върнеш блясъка в очите на една жена.

далия (via bulgarianthoughts)

[genowa]

I guess it’s been long enough

The past is far behind

Even if we never really said goodbye

We can now look back and smile

Say hi

How are you

How have you been

We won’t ask “Have you missed me”

We won’t talk about the guilt

That stains the coffee colored eyes

We won’t pretend it didn’t happen

We won’t say “I want you back”

We don’t

It’s gone

Whatever it was

It ended

Has it been long enough?

Can we really sit and have a coffee

And pretend we’re just old pals?

[compljcated]

i could never understand why you loved her more, or why you loved her at all, because she left a sick feeling in your stomach and a bad taste in your mouth and love is supposed to be sick in a good way, not sick in a “tell my mom i love her” kind of way. and i could never understand why i loved you more, or why i loved you at all, because you left bruises on my heart and bruises on my skin and i forgot the taste of your lips because i was drowning in my tears and love is supposed to be drowning in a good way, not drowning in a “oh my god there’s so much blood” kind of way. and i couldn’t understand why you were able to fuck her with the lights on and off, but you couldnt even hug me in front of your mom, and she always looked at me with sad eyes and i never understood why until i overheard her one night after dinner while she said “let this poor girl go now before you break her heart.” and i have yet to understand why you loved her more or why you loved her at all because saying her name burned your throat worse than alcohol did and she left you with a smile on her face and her knife in your chest but you still crawled after her.

but maybe it’s human nature to want what makes our insides turn (via compljcated)

[mcmxvipoetry]

Живееш докато те помнят

Не знам дали знаеш..

Казах ти веднъж,

Може би помниш-

Ти разби сърцето ми

Разказах ти тогава

За деня в който осъзнах

Че вече те няма

Не си моя, не съм твоя

Негова си

Казах ти тогава за

Болката, физическа, ужасна болка

Като никоя друга която някой някога

Е изпитвал..

Не се притеснявай,

Безсмъртна си вече.

Парчетата от мен така се разпиляха

Че всичко което остана си ти.

Мина време и вече не боли толкова

И сега забелязвам колко от мен си

Превърна ме в себе си

Преди да си тръгнеш

Но нищо не знаеш..

А аз вече знам как боли

Сега на мен ми остава

Да търся безсмъртие

Да бъда по-лоша отколкото беше ти

Да мачкам и да газя

Да паля и да изгарям

След себе си да оставям дълбоки следи

Знам, след теб и аз ще съм безсмъртна

И вечна със мен ще бъдеш и ти

Ще пленявам и ще разрушавам

С лекота и с усмивка,

В твоя чест и с твоето име

Ехтящо вместо пулс е моите гърди

[sadunit]

does anyone else constantly get the feeling that you’re running out of time?? and for no reason!! i could be lying in bed in the middle of summer vacation and my mind is like “hurry up!!! before it’s too late!!!” and i’m just like “hurry up and do what?? leave me alone wtf!!!”

[dangered]

She is half human and half hurricane, a half that’s living to destroy and a half that’s trying to survive.

(via dangered)

[daizyys]

Момиче, не опитомявай Звяра. Опитомиш ли го, ще стане като всички… Когато развалиш магията, той ще забрави как само само ти си го обичала когато беше невъзможно труден. И лош. И тъжен. И безкрайно сам. Онази приказка е пълна със заблуди. В живота не се случват чудеса. В живота всичко е напълно прозаично. Тук любовта е дума без значение. Отивай си преди да го обикнеш. — Обикнеш ли го… не търси  спасение.

caribiana (via daizyys)