“Sometimes I hate you, sometimes I hate myself, but always I miss you.”
— David Henry Hwang, M. Butterfly

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“Sometimes I hate you, sometimes I hate myself, but always I miss you.”
— David Henry Hwang, M. Butterfly
Love me like literature loves poetry;
Endlessly.
You don’t know how my mind screams at you to just kiss me. To pull me like I’ve offended you with the mere audacity of distance. For your fingers to dent my skin, your nails threatening puncture, my hair a mess in your grip.
You don’t know how I want your lips open, breathless with the feel of my own. Your tongue, so soft I hum at the feel.
And I just want you to kiss me. With every once of want, with every assurance of passion, with a vibrating hum of need I can feel in the way my stomach flips for you.
I beg you to kiss me, because you’re the only one I wish to taste like.
Open all your wounds and bleed darkness upon your tongue. For I will kiss you pure and grin a black smile.
@librabab-y
“If you’re struggling and your people are just sitting there watching you struggle, they’re not your people.”
— Unknown
“Maybe home is nothing but two arms holding you tight when you’re at your worst.”
— Yara Bashraheel
It fascinates me how leaves dance. Do you think that’s how dance was created? Just a woman watching the wind pick up and carry fallen leaves across the earth, yearning to fly the same?
Idk what I’m saying.
I want to make love with insanity. So when I open up and bleed black they lick their lips with desire rather than disgust.
Our madness can dance together in the snow with ravenous teeth slick with passion.
"everyone is an artist until rent is due"
Chappell Roan really was like "I won't endorse Harris because of the continuing genocide and the fact that the Democrats aren't protecting trans people. I am voting for Harris but won't endorse. You should expect more from your politicians and that's what I want before I endorse anyone" and got absolutely insane amounts of hatred and vitriol for that not only normal, but morally righteous take. And then because of aforementioned insane amounts of hate had to cancel shows due to mental health and then got MORE HATE. Like wow! Starting to think you don't want principled and authentic celebrities, don't care about women's feelings, and don't understand how mental illness affects people! It will entirely be entitled fans fault if she steps back forever from releasing music
“My thoughts gravitate to whatever’s missing, whatever’s lost or broken or painful. My heart worries and fears. There is plenty to be thankful for, but those are not the scenes I stay stuck in.”
— Jamie Tworkowski, If You Feel Too Much