get lost with me

Offing (n.) - the more distant part of the sea in view.

[offingsuggestion]

got kissed, it didn’t taste like you

[per-asperaa-ad-astra]

[ignigeno]

The chimera I designed for our new LEGO show. I cannot express how much of a labor of love this was. It took over 100 hours just to design, let alone build and is one of the largest and most complex sculptures I’ve done.

Fun fact: This model used every single LEGO color available in standard brick.

[offingsuggestion]

Soothe this tumultuous heart, my love, it rages on for you.

[offingsuggestion]

There are flowers blooming in the empty parts of you.

[offingsuggestion]

my heart comes back to you like the tides come back to shore- again, and again, and again

[offingsuggestion]

I miss you most now but I'm sure I've thought that before and I'm certain I'll think it again. I miss you most now but I know I'm not supposed to. I miss you most now but I won't say it.

[offingsuggestion]

And when I look to the sky I know that I’ll see you in the stratosphere I’ll find your face in the clouds and relate the stars to the constellations I found in your eyes I’ll let the wind mess up my hair because it’s the only thing that feels faintly like how your fingers would and then i’ll close my eyes and slowly slowly inhale the cold air so it stings my lungs because at least i can feel something that felt like you

[thorffour-deactivated20190920]

[draggedthruthe-yard]

WAT THE FUCK. WAT THE FUCKING FUCK I HOPE HE DIES. I DIDNT KNOW THE EXTENT OF WAT HE DID WAT THE FUCK.

[kittybratt]

cant ever forget.

[offingsuggestion]

you're dangerous like how the sky looks before a storm.

[offingsuggestion]

I think, maybe, if we met in another place, and another time, we could have both fallen in love and stayed that way

[margot-terc]

[offingsuggestion]

Important!

[comefurther]

what runs in your veins?

[twitterpatedlesbian]

Love for you.

[poeticsuggestion]

Lust for you.

[offingsuggestion]

Wonder for you.

[offingsuggestion]

You

You, you, you. Ever from the start it's always been about you. How you move, so fluid, so smooth. How you fell through my fingertips, like sand, like water.

[princelysuggestions]

@suggestion blogs

reblog if its ok for me to make suggestions about your blog/your muse

[minstrelsuggestion]

Tell me, how you visualize your voice ?

[watercolorsuggestion]

my voice is a light and cool breeze, the one before it starts raining

[melodioussuggestion-deactivated]

My voice is a fife’s melody in a grove, a song guiding the denizens of the forest to its depths.

[shriekingsuggestion]

My voice is a cold melody, one that could shake the dead down below.

[seasongsuggestions]

my voice is sweet and low, blue and strong, able to pull anyone into the cold, dead sea.

[marredsuggestion]

my voice is one that trembles and breaks violently with emotion, it’s coarse like the splitting of wood long after the fire’s started.

[slytherinsuggestions]

my voice is low and hushed, rough as bark and smooth as marble

[unsceafta]

My voice is a drink by a fire, soothing and warm, intimate and comforting

[cloudatlxs]

my voice is a powerful storm, ripping apart those in my path

[offingsuggestion]

my voice is the soft waves of the ocean, quietly I'm whispering- listen close enough and you'll hear me on the horizon

[poetrysuggestion-blog]

do you ever feel so sad that you feel the need to validate it? listen to sad music, sit in the dark, get lost in your thoughts. like, you realize what you’re doing is just worsening things, and you realize it’s completely irrational. but sometimes you just feel as if you need a reason to feel so empty and helpless. i guess it’s a dumb concept in hindsight but i know i can’t be alone on this one