struggling-soprano

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[prosebyday]

“I used to run on anger. I let it fuel me, consume me, I filled pages with poetry, hating myself and the world. Sure I was sad - I still am, but it can take time and anger to accept a shitty hand of cards, especially when said hand keeps hitting you upside the head. and though I wish I could exist beyond the confines of a body I know that this body, and all its problems, made me who I am. I’m fighting through this pain but I’m not mad anymore. I’m content with who I am and I’m learning to see the light.”

— Grazia Curcuru

[poemswords]

[evrythnginvrsaid]

I can’t remember the last time the light kissed my lips

All I could remember is how the dark embraced me

How it stayed by my side

Even when I tried to pull away

— don’t blame me for keeping the only thing that never left.

- evrythnginvrsaid

[redrivergirl]

hold me still between your thumb and middle finger / entrap me in the snares of your purple haze / hold me steady in case I flinch or fall / aim at my revolver heart with your sharpshooter gaze / take me to a time when I still romanticized yesterday

lyrics like vines, rythmic lines / entwined in an overgrown garden of passed time / a chorus of faithless hallelujahs singing along / to the ideas that were planted in our teenage minds / she broke your heart and I’m still looking for mine / underneath the hill of resolutions that we copied / from someone with more free time / the same hill where we buried all of our lonely nights

so here we stand, just you and I / singing to the watching sky / this is how you drink / and this is how you burn / this is how you win / and this is how you learn

is it a promise you want to hear / a lullaby or a pop song / are you looking for a real connection / or just something to do until dawn

[inspiration-and-motivation]

[poems-and-word]

[the-book-diaries]

“I want too much, she thought. I want everything. I want day and night, sleeping and waking, world without end, amen. Someone warned her once that it was fatal to tell a man you loved him. ‘What I really want,’ she said, ‘deep down, is stillness, safety. The feeling you’d always be there. I love you. I think I must have loved you without knowing it all my life.’”

— Daphne Du Maurier, Don’t Look Now & Other Stories (via the-book-diaries)

[ferveurs]

opportunity.

[struggling-soprano]

Literally gunna to cry about a robot

[teathattast]

sound: [ON]

[midiport]

here’s the caption from twitter

[multi-fandom-incorrect-quotes]

Eleanor: I hate going into the kitchen only to realize I’m the only snack in the house

[forest-hippies-and-flowers]

Words - Original by Shannon Joli Duff

Every touch every kiss Every whisper even this Just sitting in your arms my love Watching stars replace the sun

Your words are like my favorite song Always playing, always on Cuddled up in the back of my head Forever replaying the night you said

My love, My love My love, my love My love, My love You heart belongs to me I’ll hold it close forever see

every second, every minuet, every day becomes a night where I hope to be beside you love until the moons replaced with light

Your words are stronger than a kiss They hold more weight than I can lift Touch all of my broken parts And with those hands replace the scars

My love, my love My love oh, my love You are mine, my love oh I am yours my love

Your words are what I miss the most When you’re far away like a ghost and the saddest thing I have to hear Is the tone my phone makes when you disappear

My love, my love My love oh, my love My love, my love My heart belongs to you Please take care as I for you oh love

[aww-so-pretty]

Delicious! :D

[olearypoetry]

[fishingboatprocceeds]

What did the band director say when they found their missing music? “Score!”

roflcopter

[drawandshare]

Helpful!

[skogrn]

[poems-and-word]