[cody-sampson]

Nightlight  |  Cody Sampson

[som3body-els3]

is it so bad to dream of being saved because it’s hard work doing it alone

[som3body-els3]

I was high

[som3body-els3]

I feel confused about what makes me me Am I kind? Am I creative? I know I take up too much space I know I say the wrong things I know I keep a lot to myself

The weight of my body, the weight of my thoughts, the weight of this feeling that sinks into my chest, excessive.

I wonder how I am perceived. I argue with the mirror on a regular basis. What do they see? How many smiles are hiding disgust? I’m sorry. Sometimes I think I try so hard, yet not enough. Never enough. I’m sorry.

Do you forgive me? I’m drowning in my own flaws, though I do have confident days, or hours. My mind is stretched thin, over the span of so many things that have gone wrong, that could go wrong, my fault. I tell them that I’m doing better. I believe it. I mean it. But I wake up and roll over onto the wrong side of the bed, and my first breath of the morning brings in so much uncertainty. I feel confused about what makes me me.

Am I Good?

[spitblossoms]

[som3body-els3]

wish I’d lose a hundred pounds and gain a hundred pages

[som3body-els3]

I miss being someone with something beautiful to say

[som3body-els3]

I need More

I know it’s vague but it’s a mood

I need More

It’s quite the theme of quarantine

To yearn for More

I also hate the fact that all these lines are spaced thanks a lot tumblr

[soracities]

“I want another you, and then another. You, in the morning, after coffee. Postprandial you. You, especially when I’m drinking. But back to dating: I don’t think I can. If I read your profile online, I’d never write you. But I miss all the sides of your face. I miss the trees of your eyes. I miss never licking the scar on your hand. Last night I dreamed you came over and stayed.”

— Kim Addonizio, from ‘Postmodern Romance: Internet Dating’, Wild Nights: New and Selected Poems

[som3body-els3]

ground flooded with memory

[som3body-els3]

Your eyes Your kind blue eyes are always in my mind when I’m happy,sad ,angry any emotion I feel I see your eyes staring at me peaceful such a tranquil look that puts me at ease a look that I will forever cherish and Grover be in love with. I’ve made mistakes but you’re one who truly makes me happy and I shall always love those gentle blue eyes I’ve fallen for

😍😍😍oh

[tvvntyonepilots]

[leafheralon3]

the clock is ticking. banking on the strength of a metaphor. a new number, reverse gravity. the benefits of clear vision. perfection defined.. my own redesign.

[som3body-els3]

I fucking can’t

[som3body-els3]

my body does a dance that my mind did not consent to

[som3body-els3]

God has gone blind in one eye

[neckkiss]