You keep me grounded.
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@philophrenia
You keep me grounded.
i fell in love with him and every bit of him like his hands, oh how i loved his handsâ-; they were all so warm and the way they fit mine was like a lit dynamite inside my chestâ; i fell in love with his eyes, eyes that seemed to pity me but all the same he still loved meâ; i fell in love with the sole of his shoes, always been used and has yet to be replaced like it was proof that he would continuously take care of something even though it was worn outâ; i fell in love with the mole beneath his right eye, and the laugh lines across his face, and even the way his eyebrows furrowed when we had to say goodbye for the day. Â i fell in love with every part of him while i gave away what i needed most. i loved him too much i forgot to love myself.
Ryan OâConnell, I Want to Know You
this made me cry wtf
excerpt from Iris' diary
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He was so merciful that he didn't rip my heart in two. Instead, he tried to put the pieces back together, slowly and carefully so I wouldn't shatter. He distanced himself while he drew us closer. I think it was beautiful--the way he didn't want to hurt me the way he hurt himself. Most people say that men are arrogant idiots, but I don't think that's all true. I thought I was doing myself justice by ignoring him when all this time, it was me who was making everything difficult. He was reaching out when I tried to fall back because I thought he left me alone. I'm no martyr, he is.Â
Trust me
She is my sun and I am her moon.
So today;
While waiting for my sister at Megamall this evening, I went up to their âart walkâ where paintings and all that were being displayed. So I was like, okay, Iâll go look around the place and see if anythingâs interesting. Then, I stumbled into this one shop where their sculptures were freaking awesome, or if you want prettier words to describe themâagvasdvaskdjvba. I asked the curator about the works, and we ended up engaging in a serious conversation about visual and literary arts because she was a lit graduate from UST and she was pretty curious as to why I wouldnât stop asking questions about the works and justâwhoa. I kept praising the sculptures because they were just so pretty and yeah and the lady kept on smiling at me like it was the best thing sheâs heard all day. It turns out it was her Fatherâs works and heâs been confined at the hospital for almost a half a year now, and that the sculpture that I really liked was one of his favorite works too. In the end, she asked me why I liked appreciating art at such a young age because most people my age are just derpy and always online and crap, but I couldnât answer it because explaining it would be too complex for my feels, ahh. She seemed really contented with my answer though. âA lot of people appreciate art, but they seldom ask about their stories.â - That was what the curator told me. She was extremely grateful for the time I spent in that shop.
I am too.
And his touch continues to linger.Â
She longed for his touch but it never sought after her.
nothing more beautiful by i enrapture on Flickr.
BOLD WHAT YOUâVE BEEN CALLED.
ugly
stupid
not good enough
a waste of space
anorexic
fat
a whore/hoe/slut
loser
bitch
useless
freak
emo
retard
unwanted
boring
gay
fag
too tall
too short
nerd
youâd be better dead
perfect
I just wanted to talk to him. He's got a lot going in his head right now, and I understand perfectly how he feels. I just wanted to sit with him in front of the bay, staring out into the horizon, have ice cream and just talk. I'd really like that. He's very important to me. I just wanted to spend te with him alone. Is that too much to ask for someone I love? He isn't my best friend, but I'd rather consider him as my family. Chubz.
Your posts tagged with "myself" upset me and makes me want to give you a hug.
Oh, thank you, thank you. That would mean a lot. My life is simply aggravating in many situations. Hugs are more than welcome. :)
(ucumari)
You sit in between, Her and I, Hands entwined.
You don't choose, You touch both, The sorrow soothes.
You've told me this, "I cannot have a heart." And it's suddenly cold.
But I hear your words As you turn to her, "I don't have a heart." Â
An epiphany from words, And I can see the lights, Swinging as they tell me it was me. Â
You tell us you cannot choose, And yet you play with speech, But I'm relieved.
You stand up and leave. She feels colder, But I can feel the heat.Â
fueled by agony -> philophrenia