☾𖤓mad and lively, darling𖤓☽

"No weapon against me shall ever prosper." -Isaiah 54:17

[stainedglasspoet]

How many deaths can love have?

How many times can we part ways knowing that we have not said enough?

These graves are shallow,

and I continue to choke on the dirt you have thrown over me.

These graves are abandoned,

and I continue to wait for you to lay flowers at my feet.

-a. justine

[stuckinapril]

This this this this!!!

[icaseybaybee]

[stonerparty]

[belmasworld]

[belmasworld]

[passionpeachy]

kissies for us meeses

[achillesinhighheels]

[urfavnafri]

me in therapy

[stuckinapril]

[yoraak]

call down the hawk — maggie stiefvater

[stainedglasspoet]

I'm not entirely sure what I expect anymore,

if the standards have lowered,

if they've raised.

This is entirely self inflicted,

this decaying hollow,

this wound that has been festering inside since I was a girl,

how whole and emptied I am.

How disgusted and delighted;

and yet widely aware of all that I have wasted,

all I have sequestered within these four walls,

or five,

or six,

and all of the doors this room contains.

Too many ins and outs,

too many tricks and travesties that hide inside

of opportunities.

I am utterly awestruck and horrified at it all,

I'm witnessing the birth and end of myself;

and all I have left is this breath I take and the end of this poem I have to bear as my witness.

-a. justine

[letsbelonelytogetherr]

— Time passing isn’t an apology. (via letsbelonelytogetherr)

[icaseybaybee]

[steelnail]

[cozyvu]

via cozyvu

[icaseybaybee]

[mmaisonnnn]