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PUT YOUR BEARD IN MY MOUTH
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will power.
Leila Sales, This Song Will Save Your Life
Edgar Allan Poe, “Morella”
Haruki Murakami, Norwegian Wood
Charles Yu, How to Live Safely in a Science Fictional Universe
Ursula K. Le Guin, “Winged: the Creatures on my Mind”
she loves him because he knows her in a million ways he knows what words make her smile he knows that she hates the taste of cold spaghetti-os and can’t stand the rain because it makes her sad he knows that she gets down sometimes that there is an inescapable grief that follows her always, all the time he knows how to carve secrets into her skin with his tongue how to speak without words how to make her fall in love with him desperately perfectly he knows that she is most vulnerable at night when she is lying in bed and the lights are off and she has just put down her favorite book he knows her intimately he knows the map to her body better then he knows his own he knows every scar, every bump, every bruise and he doesn’t love her because she is something to be fixed but because she has learned how to fix herself
- viseriion (via viseriion)
Marie Clements, Burning Vision
'Please, I need someone to love me.'
I wanna lay down at the end of the day and steal your troubles and worries away… My fingertips on your skin. My lips and eyes drinking you in. I want to hold you close to me, and listen to your heart beat. I’d do it slow, I’d take my time… mapping out your body that I call mine.
Broken Ballads (via brokenballads)