Rarity

Emotion

[rarityixoxo]

I’m invested to loving you so hard today.

[rarityixoxo]

I’ve studied the stoic rules. I’m not a fan to be plucked from the sky. Someone shot rockets in front of my windowpane. I’m caught in the language between grace and good men hunting...

Rare Breeding

[rarityixoxo]

It would take an extraordinary being, to make me feel like I could love someone again.

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[rarityixoxo]

I can block you for a lifetime, but I can’t stop writing.

Rarity

[rarityixoxo]

It’s impossible to dismiss who I am, without the bullet.

Rarity

[rarityixoxo]

You cut me, so I will stain your bags under my eyes.

Rarity

[rarityixoxo]

To write your story, makes me feel like I am submitting to you.

Rarity

[rarityixoxo]

There are days when it is almost impossible to be alone, until you’ve made it through the night. Perspective returns on what doesn’t matter anymore. You pick up your pencil, to write what does matter, until your hand goes numb.

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[rarityixoxo]

What I wouldn’t give to see the scientific journal to this whole ordeal.

Rare

[rarityixoxo]

I would be willing to bet I am 95% sure I know something, without it even being spoken or hinted for that matter. And it will nevertheless make me feel any indifference towards that being.

Rarest

[rarityixoxo]

I want to slice my ovaries out of my uterine walls. Marinate them in narcotic butter. Fry them in a pan, sprinkle them with cheese, and feed them to chickens.

~Rarityixoxo

[rarityixoxo]

I drink to talk about my feelings. It takes a few fucking shots. I’m still bleeding and beating myself in the ground and air for you. What else do you want?

Rare

[rarityixoxo]

I don’t want lust. I don’t want bodies. I only want you. Never hold me again. I will still live. You will still be inside me forever. I’m sorry. I can’t let go. And fuck I’ve tried. And tried and fucking tried. I cry and I cycle back to what I will never accept. The loss of you. I’m sure you’ll tell me you hate me tomorrow. And how this games over. You will place photographs and your hands on another body I can stand to see. I can’t even travel back up to air to view the pain it’s caused me. I’ll move my mates all around the checker board. But fuck when can you just surface and fucking understand I know the difference between love and lust. If it isn’t you, lust has a way of getting me to keep living another day without you. We complicated every single CPR escape route. We’ve talked about every sin and still we remain within our relationship. You say go. I stay stay. I go. You pull me back.

[rarityixoxo]

The higher mixed with the lower pitch fork sticks to whose spine? Yet, who are you pulling your venom from?

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[rarityixoxo]

I still hate how you’re the first and last person I think about, no matter knowing all the facts.

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[rarityixoxo]

My last text, was my last goodbye. Maybe, that is a lie? Every time I am ready to give you 100% you are not ready and vice versa. Did we learn? Will we learn to be comfortable with living the rest of our lives without each other? I’m really not sure, are you?

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[rarityixoxo]

Tonight was the first time I looked at your family photos and it didn’t hurt.

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