#poetsdeathbeds

[larizafeltit]

Here are some regrets

Here are some memories

Here's a photograph

Here's a story

From fairytale to nightmare

From peace to destruction

From present to no future

From love to an end

Here's the irony

It was the best

we put it to rest

Here's the irony

The love didn't end

But the relationship did

Crazy how it hurts

Crazy how we messed it up

Crazy how it broke

Crazy how we choose to leave it broken.

[fauxpunks]

         closed starter for @poetsdeathbeds​, based on this post.

          “honey, i’m home!” he walked in unannounced, like he had been for the last couple of weeks. thankfully the boy toy wasn’t here. “what, your ken doll isn’t here to bitch about me showing up? what do you see in him, anyway? i bet he lasts twelve seconds in bed and thinks that’s a marathon.”

[indestructiblemind]

closed starter for @poetsdeathbeds​​

she knew what kind of risk she was taking by letting them kiss her whenever they desired. it seemed as if this casual relationship was slipping past the line of what she was comfortable with but for some reason she didn’t want to pull back. yet there’s no telling how long it’ll take it before it does happen. nothing was every certain when it came to peyton. “you’re only going to kiss me once?” she teased with a soft grin.

[indestructiblemind]

closed starter for @poetsdeathbeds​​

at times he’d catch himself gazing at the other, completely admiring what he had right in front of him to be a reminder of how lucky he was to have them. facing them in the bed now, he had the goofiest grin on his face while draping an arm over their body and pulling them closer. softly pressing a kiss to their cheek as the sun came shining in from the window. “good morning.” his voice had a groggy tone to it and it was slightly deeper than normal.