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Top oā the morning from the nightās ass end
HELLO BEAUTIFUL PERSON! IF YOU RECEIVE THIS IT MEANS YOU MAKE SOMEONE HAPPY! GO ON ANONYMOUS AND SEND THIS TO SOME FOLLOWERS THAT MAKE YOU HAPPY OR SOME YOU FEEL NEED CHEERING UP. IF YOU GET SOME BACK, THATāS EVEN BETTER. (Also, I miss you)
I miss you
Sunday
10 o'clock I'm curled up next to you And I can't stop Sobbing I don't wanna go home Just lay in your arms and Close my eyes and Cry I slip into slumber I call for sanctuary Sink in your arms and I'm safe 12 o'clock Don't let me go You hold me close You sleep Don't go I call sanctuary Close my eyes I'm in your arms My home. 1:30 You're fast asleep, And peaceful. But I have to go, Say so long I hold you one last time I call sanctuary. You're my Sanctuary. Don't let me go I miss you so But it's 2 o'clock The travel long My heart stays You are My sanctuary.
Letting g o
I am devorsing my ego because things are changing// Slave to the things I tied to to keep me from being famished // Employing new emotions because lonely isnāt cutting it // Canāt be selfish anymore // I will start lowering my standards // I drew a breath when I woke up // It was clean air// I adapted to my enviorment like a chameleon // People see me or they donāt // Its all the same to me // Because in order to make my way up I gotta think distinctively // Where does friendship fall? // Where are all my endeavours?// Whoās my biggest fan?// Whoās my biggest fascination? // I stare at my wall of pride and heroes,// Blank spaces in the middle of all myā // Let me tell you what I found out, // Sitting here // At my desk// Thereās no balance in this chemicals // You gotta make your own way // And I gotta let you know// When you hit rock buttom// Youāll find it wasnāt so bad after all
I still wake up with things to tell you. One day, I wonāt. I will learn placid acceptance. I will stop panicking when I canāt perfectly remember the pitch of your voice or the curve of your jawline. The smell of cinnamon wonāt make me sad anymore. At this point itās not about finding someone to replace you. I have spread my love all over the place. Itās about trying to sleep knowing I live in a world that has your hands in it.
āI Still Forget Weāre Not Even Friendsā Trista Mateer
this is from my book Honeybee!
(via tristamateer)
You ruin your life by tolerating it. At the end of the day you should be excited to be alive. When you settle for anything less than what you innately desire, you destroy the possibility that lives inside of you, and in that way you cheat both yourself and the world of your potential. The next Michelangelo could be sitting behind a Macbook right now writing an invoice for paperclips, because it pays the bills, or because it is comfortable, or because he can tolerate it. Do not let this happen to you. Do not ruin your life this way. Life and work, and life and love, are not irrespective of each other. They are intrinsically linked. We have to strive to do extraordinary work, we have to strive to find extraordinary love. Only then will we tap into an extraordinarily blissful life.
Bianca Sparacino, How To Ruin Your Life (Without Even Noticing That You Are)
Bae: hehe you're cute
Me: Humbug
Bae: My Cutest
Me: Hehe I love you
Bae: June bug
Me: Babe June bugs are ugly af
Me: And blind
Me: and retarted
Me: And fat
Me: and annoying
Me: and Scary
Bae: Nononononononono
Bae: No NO
Bae: I didn't mean it
rennaissance painters: what is a baby? a small man?
Red Ink
That pen you hold With red ink that stains the soul Does it write steady? Does it bleed fast? Does it show you're angry? does it really last? Let me hold it here now Let me show you lines Write down a few verses No I won't let it dry Just want to stain the pages Lock down a few words Keep in rhythm and rhymes how I really feel
I think I'll be keeping this pen Put it to better use better be use by me Than forgotten by you I'll give it back some day when you've got nothing to lose A red pen for recollection and break a little loose
Scars
Scars like badly placed tattoos Read to you that I hate me Reads to me that I love you Iām aggressive and bipolar Angry, but hardly desperate And in despair I tally my arm with wounds I inflicted on you For every time Iāve hurt you My arms would just be covered in scars If i took out on me The pain Iāve bestowed on you
In too deep
Thought I heard the steady drumming of the rain
Thought I saw your shadow in a gaze
Thought I heard you say I was alright
Thought I saw your smile light my life
Thought I felt you caress my arms
I'm too deep in thought
Think I'm thinking too much
Just keep thinking that I love you
That I could basically care
Keep thinking that you mean a thing
Because you have always been there
Keep thinking that it'll be warm soon
That maybe there's a sun
I keep thinking
And I'm tired
I'm just thinking way too much
My old reflection
Lost in my reflection I stare in my eyes Deep in fall The cold recognizes me as the queen of autumn And it hums my melody In a low howl It cries my pains and Sooths my soul I can tell all this in one whisper of the walls The trees know my secrets And ill with my poison They spill the dead off the branches And quiver with excitement As they spread the great news to those about them They dry and sleep Enlessly in the frost of the air And dully bow their arms to the rest of the season For I The queen of Fall Will rule all If only for this one bit of a chance
Before.
I didnāt expect this moment to come so fast, honestly I never thought it would. I thought that starting over would do me well. Who knew that I would grow close to you. Super close. To the point suffering when we donāt see each other. Now, I donāt want to grow distant from you. I donāt. But before, I thought Iād never had to go through this agonyā¦
Struck
It took me so long to realise that the stars were in the skies and not your eyes