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@pretentiouspassions
I can only seem to write well when I’m manic. Or maybe in that state where I don’t care as much. I’ll be using this blog to post quotes from my poems rather than the full thing because there’s some parts I only wish for people to see once I am dead.
“If he came to me with those same gut wrenching wails I would simply walk away. I am godless. I am without god. And he is without me.” - My Godless Being
“I called her hair pretty yesterday. She touched it and smiled in a way that meant everything to me and probably nothing to her.” - her pt?
“How would you describe her?” They asked.
“Well,” I said, taking a heavy breath, “she’s the kind of pretty that would make you believe in god again. The way she smiles and laughs seems hypnotic and surreal. Sometimes I have to just blush and back away because I know that if I stare for too long I’ll die in her gaze.”
- Her pt4
“Language never had much meaning until the words left his mouth. Those meaningless vibrations which we associate with happy and sad, pain, mercy, life and death. That silence we find comfort in is not comfortable with him because I crave his sounds.” - Possessions
“Sometimes I pray that we are connected in some way larger than my own imagination. I want us to be flowing in each other’s blood. Mixing chemically and forming bonds on the most minuscule level.” - Blood Pact
“For you I’d steal the stars. I’d pick apart the universe and hand you every piece you deemed pretty.” - For You
“But my feelings for this man… It was all consuming. It was violent. It made me want to crawl inside his mind and touch his every thought.” - Addiction
“I want to tear out my eyes and hand them to her so that she may see herself how I see her.” - Her pt1
“I’d never been so jealous of a cigarette until I saw it touch your lips and fill your lungs. I want to consume your body the way you have consumed my thoughts.” - Wandering Thoughts
“God, I love your eyes. I hope our child has your eyes.” - Children
“I cannot wait to drown. I cannot wait to die.” - Mothers
“Let me show you how dedicated I am. Make me your sacrifice and I’ll be willing to burn.” - False Religion
“From death, my body belongs to the Earth and her wills and wants. May her creatures chew me up and spit me back into the soil. Let my body feed another through the plants I help grow.” - My Body After Death