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I want two things: i) To be felt ii) To be touched both, do not require a physical presence.
Sadaf 269/365 | poetry (via splatterofchaos)
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I am disintegrating. Billowing up from the chimney like smoke and ash, being carried upon the wind. I am wrapped up in myself, in my faults and my sins, to the point I cannot make my way through their exterior. I feel like you don’t want me. Like your skin prickles at my touch. Like I leave you feeling cold when all I want to do is warm your flesh. I am bruising you with each breath against your neck. I am a mire tugging at your ankles.
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Of course...I have to let go before it lets go...
Spill.
I am too much in too small a space,
I have too much to do and not enough time,
too many desires and not enough releases,
I have too many obsessions and not enough focus,
and way too much intensity for anyone else to breathe.
There’s too many dreams and not enough realities to live them all,
I have too many souls and only one body,
I have too many masks and not enough faces,
I am too many people serving too many masters,
and there’s simply no room for all of your expectations.
Totally feel this.
Anyone going to Byron Bay Bluesfest 2015? I have a buddy pack w/camping, VIP and no Buddy. Let me know if you are interested in the spare ticket.
I know that pain is the most important thing in the universes. Greater than survival, greater than love, greater even than the beauty it brings about. For without pain, there can be no pleasure. Without sadness, there can be no happiness. Without misery there can be no beauty. And without these, life is endless, hopeless, doomed and damned. Adult. You have become adult.
Harlan Ellison, Paingod and Other Delusions (via cloudsandboys)
It looks like you.
“Life will break you. Nobody can protect you from that, and living alone won’t either, for solitude will also break you with its yearning. You have to love. You have to feel. It is the reason you are here on earth. You are here to risk your heart. You are here to be swallowed up. And when it happens that you are broken, or betrayed, or left, or hurt, or death brushes near, let yourself sit by an apple tree and listen to the apples falling all around you in heaps, wasting their sweetness. Tell yourself you tasted as many as you could.”
― Louise Erdrich, The Painted Drum (via californoir)
These bodies just hold us back until the two tangle into one weaving through twisted up in one another our hearts pump blood right through each other home is where our thighs are touching we’re looking inward, we’re finding something these bodies keep us…
These bodies…
Still love this one. Happy adventures on the open road...may it bring the love we all need for these bodies...
Whiskey whiskey whiskey. Water water water. Sleep.
The saddest word in the whole wide world is the word almost. He was almost in love. She was almost good for him. He almost stopped her. She almost waited. He almost lived. They almost made it.
Tiny Stories (via fawun)
a Richard Siken inspired poem.