Si la tinta es la cárcel del idioma, el habla es el río de la boca.
— Gkiss ♡
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Si la tinta es la cárcel del idioma, el habla es el río de la boca.
— Gkiss ♡
How do you cry
When your heart feels broken for the thousand time
How do you breath and stop the tears from coming by
How do you glue it so that you will still feel
And hope everyday for something real
Will it come
Is it worth the wait
All the dreams you keep on hold, all the bad memories you try to cold
How'd you stop
How'd do you tell your heart it will be ok
When even your brain doesn't stop to breathe and ease the pain
It fucking hurts every time it breaks
Just make it stop and go away
Just stop the pain.
Cry all the way.
Clean up your soul and seal the wounds with the happy feelings in your mind.
It'll be alright.
4/6/19
Feelings of devastation. Sad. Numb. Alone. Guilt. Grieving. Not wanting to accept it. Having to accept it.
I am not alone in this.
Wondering. Was there anything I could have done to make you stay.
I did everything right.
My biggest dream. My blessing from above taken to stay above not on this earth.
Crying. Bleeding. Hurting. Heartbroken.
Am I broken.
Trying to move forward. Scared it will happen again. Everything was fine. Was. Nothing is fine now.
Dreams of losing it all over again.
Not sleeping.
Reminded by blood flow. Crumbling devastation.
What comes next.
Grieving.
Resting.
Healing.
Some emotions are meant to be felt,
The deeper you sink,
The closer you’re to healing.
NK
she pees at four am. in your apartment. wearing your shirt. your big blue shirt. blue bed. blue blanket. blue eyes. she has a way with comfortable without saying it she leaves a headband. she leaves an earring. she leaves both gloves. both socks. a shirt. a library book. you find and find. and you wonder what verdict. when it hurts will you say when big bed. big blanket. big eyes. she creaks the door open. you think you will hear it. you will feel less warm when she goes. but when she comes back. you don’t say it. you open the big blue blanket. you open your big blue eyes. you open 4 am and see the memory of her moving.
where do we go now
Working with the photographer @yangwangparis I learned a lot about the story we should tell versus the story we do tell. I like photos because they can show something that was very honest at the time and that honesty has the potential to be raw, unfinished, or ugly. 📸@yangwangparis #silhouette #sunrise #maleform #physique #wip #bodylanguage #aerial #escape #rawfeelings #malenude #nakedinnature #nakedtruth #hawaii #talktotrees #dance
A veces, el cuerpo guarda secretos que el alma no está lista para perdonar. Este diagnóstico no es solo una enfermedad, es el eco de decisiones que ya no puedo deshacer. 📷 Photo: Anna Shvets