#theseoverusedwords

[backshelfpoet]

When I was a kid, I lived in a household of unspoken love, of tenderness hidden shameful under doormats, locked in closets, stuffed beneath the mattress like an dirty magazine, like something a body should not do or want — like the first time I looked at a woman and thought I would break all my bones   just to live there for a while.

Excerpt from “Bones” // d.a.s

[backshelfpoet]

This is a callout post for @theseoverusedwords um u can’t just open my snapchat and not reply ???? also ur gay ¯\_(ツ)_/¯

[wayhaught-haughtdamn]

Hi! Do you mind sharing your twitter handle/I was hoping you may have tweeted your “two queer actresses” post there as well? I would absolutely love to share it if so. Thanks!💛

Hey! My Twitter is @way_haughtdamn. I hadn’t tweeted it but I just did :)

[backshelfpoet]

Valentina — I have spent so many brutal nights wondering at the sadness you keep perched on your bedside table, next to your sick days and alarm clock. I want to know how she got there, I want to know who let her in, who opened the door to the unshakeable house of your heart and invited her to stay. I write her eviction notices every day; I keep telling her that she is not welcome here. She is not welcome here, not in this beautiful, stained-glass home you have made. Valentina — I love your mother like she is a stranger and your father like he is a ghost. I love you like I wish someone had loved me back in high school, back before I even knew what the fuck it meant, just that it was warm and I wanted it so bad it seemed like a cause worth dying for. We barely know each other anymore but you are a cause worth dying for. You are the reason the U.S. and Mexico fought wars at the border over the word "sonrisa," how it means both smile and sunrise. You are the reason they stopped, so that you would smile again, and bring the sun hurtling back to stand above you. Valentina — I have just one thing to say: I know you’re a mess, all bent-spine backache and heart-stopping sorrow, that you keep your chest locked in a safe under the mattress, that you haven’t been happy in such a long time, but I’ve got to tell you, I'll love you through it — always, I swear, it makes me love you more.

Valentina // d.a.s

[herrbutch]

knowing me, knowing you (breakup playlist) requested by @theseoverusedwords

boxing day blues – courtney barnett oh goodbye – the colourist love and war – diane birch happier – a fine frenzy i could say – lily allen tomorrow – madi diaz say it’s all over – paper moon get myself together – robyn gonna get over you – sara bareilles

[watchmedrown]

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Written by valentina thompson(you should check her stuff out, its pretty great)

Read and recorded by me

[haleyincarnate]

Poem by Valentina Thompson (theseoverusedwords).

[backshelfpoet]

theseoverusedwords said: :-)

fUCK OFF VAL