#rsvpixie

[cardboardcrayons]

Yes, I'm wearing a Christmas jumper in February. Yes, it us obnoxiously loud and ugly. No, I don't give a shit about your opinion. Santa watches all year. I'm just showing love to him.

[rsvpixie]

Raw

My love for you isn’t sweet

No chocolates in a red-ribboned heart-shaped box

And it isn’t silk sheets or long walks on the beach at sunset

  My love for you isn’t a red rose

Thick and velvety with intoxicating perfume

Or champagne and an expensive hotel suite

  Nor is it the fluttering eyelashes and pink lips

Of high-school girls with secret letters

Or damsels in romance paperbacks choosing between Mr Right and Mr Wrong

  We don’t have a Disney storyline

No princesses in towers, no waiting for true love’s first kiss

From their respective cut-and-copy dashing Prince [insert name here]

  Our love can be painful, like a knifes edge and dry as autumn leaves on old bones We can lie together, alone for days, and feel like prisoners in our own skin We burn ourselves to cinders and become one with ice and snow And tear at each other like animals backed into a corner, snarling, vicious and bloodthirsty

Despite this

  I cannot live without you in my veins and cannot breathe without you near so I suffocate myself in order to one day breath again And I pulse with your silence while I shake in tandem with your words as we dance to the drumbeat in our heads and hearts and hides. Yes, we are wild creatures no younger than the stars and far realer than the poets and their sonnets of old You fill me with emptiness and empty me of fullness in a paradoxical nostalgia of longing for what I do not know

And all the while you are still and I am still beside you we are unaware of anything as the sun rises and we sleep entwined

[dark-driger-blog]

To explain my flails and shit-loosing

My friend got Joel to, on minecraft, write a sign saying hi. With my name. And him there. I dont know how, but aadasjlsfgslfhsfs