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poetry recs
okay so i’m finally doing this because i have put it off for too long now and it’s literally been weighing on my conscience. i’m modeling it after emma’s rec list, which is amazing, and you should definitely check out. also like i know the line between established and online poets can be kind of blurred but i’m gonna do my best. alright here we go.
ESTABLISHED POETS
richard siken: little beast, scheherazade, snow and dirty rain, litany in which certain things are crossed out, war of the foxes, landscape with a blur of conquerors, seaside improvisation, the language of the birds, saying your names
margaret atwood: helen of troy does counter dancing, quattrocento, the saints, they are hostile nations, the poet has come back
pablo neruda: sonnet xvii, sonnet xvi, the queen, ode to a cluster of violets, september 8th
jeanann verlee: finally i allow him the pen, polyamory, with knives, lessons on loving a prophet
jeannine hall gailey: the little mermaid has no regrets, she justifies running away, introduction to the body in fairy tales, the secret life of the forest, when the princess becomes the prophet, okay, ophelia
sylvia plath: lady lazarus, three women, the jailer, fever 103°, electra on azalea path
mary oliver: a settlement, wild geese, in blackwater woods
INTERNET POETS
azra.t (5000letters): take me to church, howl, prideful of lions, whale song, these wrists, these eyes, these praying hands, no grave can hold my body down
caitlyn siehl (alonesomes): a list of facts dressed up as a poem, start here, spectacular bodies, four in the morning, haunting, a prayer
ashe vernon (latenightcornerstone): backwash, profane, anatomy of a relapse, i didn’t speak at the funeral
madeleine christie (vespairs): letters to an insomniac, pandora absolved, the man of twists and turns, to be/not to be, the nature of living, girl/gone
a. davida jane (wefragilehumans): salt, non est, halfway into the lake, arbores, apollo 11, the house of pindar, a study in restoration
darshana suresh (afterthelonely): oblivion, overcrowded thoughts & overwhelming time, the love story, growth
emma bosacki (agooduniverse/daedalians): lunar observation, when my mother tells me that my grandmother finally knows, creature map, the times where i want to touch you but do not touch you, easy terror or love that sounds the same, schism, split, a hillside, a schoolyard at dusk, eurydice speech
clementine von radics (clementinevonradics): kim kardashian redux, for teenage girls with wild ambition and trembling hearts, all that’s left to tell
POEMS
bob hicok, other lives and dimensions and finally a love poem
danez smith, tonight in oakland
catie rosemurgy, peach
kirsten uhde, for her
michael ondaatje, the cinnamon peeler
blythe baird, theories about the universe
yasmin belkhyr, fishtails by the sycamore tree
frank o’hara, mediations in an emergency
ocean vuong, torso of air
warsan shire, and were you being good to yourself?
marty mcconnell, zoo
t.s. eliot, the love song of j. alfred prufrockÂ
suji kwock kim, monologue for an onion
jorge luis borges, two labyrinths
ilse bendorf, catch a body
shinji moon, i love you
kristina haynes, i don’t know how to make a poem out of this
It was I who walked away but why does it feel like I was the one left behind?
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This is for the times you went through hell so someone else wouldn’t have to.
Andrea Gibson (via wordsnquotes)
some would take action to correct what was happening or simply make the call out of protection. as they were calling out, I was staying silent. stay behind closed doors, either right against them to ensure they stayed closed or in the far corner to avoid the screams. shut the door. hide. listen to music. drown it all out. pretend nothing is happening. in the morning, fake that everything is okay. you’re young. you should’ve been asleep by then anyways. pretend that you were. it’s for the best. pretend that nothing has changed. when you see him in the morning, tell him you love him. walk out the door. avoid talking about home. pretend that home is okay. trust me, it’s for the best. pretend home is how it should be. when you finally get to leave home, tell him you love him. walk out the door. make sure your friends know your father smokes. trust me, it’s for the best. this will stop them from wanting to come over. it’s easier to let them decide. don’t tell them no. don’t tell them yes. avoid the subject. move on. time passes. things only get worse from here. pretend you have places to be. not home. trust me, it’s for the best. stay at friends houses for extended amounts of time. pretend you’re ready to go home when the weekend ends. don’t break curfew. always call when you get places. trust me, it’s for the best. make sure you make it home. pretend you wanted to make it home safely. pretend you didn’t want to crash instead of coming back. when you get a call asking if you want to leave. take it. trust me, it’s for the best. pack your bags. pretend you’re sad to be leaving. when you finally get to escape, tell him you love him. walk out the door. don’t turn around. don’t look back. trust me, it’s for the best. you don’t want to go back. pretend you’re not scared. pretend you have it all figured out. something’s take time. be patient. trust me, it’s for the best. pretend you’re okay, until you’re actually okay. sometimes pretending is all it takes.
8/17/2015 (via writeknights)
I was so scared of losing you I started losing myself.
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it's been a really long time since I've been on this account, and I'm basically remaking it. this is your fair warning to leave and I won't be offended because the content will completely change. this also means that I'm probably going to unfollow/ follow a lot of different people now. give me a heads up if we've talked or anything before and you want me to keep following. THANKS!!
Doggy temper tantrum. (vine by Ashlyn Skaggs)
365 days of Rupert Grint: day 8
It’s a really historical kind of event, and I don’t think in my lifetime there’ll be another Olympics in London, so yeah, I felt really honored to be part of it.
There’s something wonderful about Marvin Bileck’s minimal illustrations for All About the Stars. Â
When a girl says “Make me” that’s secret code for “fuck the shit outta me until I can’t walk or talk straight”
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hey! I'm curious, is anyone going to Minneapolis Pride this weekend?
message me if you're going to be there!