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having letterboxd but im just a fun girl who genuinely enjoys most of the movies i watch
𝐖𝐇𝐀𝐓 𝐂𝐎𝐋𝐎𝐑 𝐈𝐒 𝐘𝐎𝐔𝐑 𝐋𝐎𝐕𝐄?
𝚛𝚎𝚍 — 𝚕𝚘𝚟𝚎 𝚊𝚜 𝚙𝚊𝚜𝚜𝚒𝚘𝚗
you are the rose in the center of the garden. you are the thunderstorm that shakes windows and lights up the faces of those who watch eagerly from their porch. loving you is a whirlwind, exhilarating dance, a night shared between lovers and their mingled breath. a rush of momentum, a brilliant supernova. love to you is adrenaline, a fire to warm your hands and heart with.
best thing ever is being babied and when they use the same talk patterns
got a new blog post up on my site where i discuss a Decision ✌️
beautiful.
the room is small,
everything is small,
you feel pressed for air.
lay on the dingy carpet,
nose filled with manmade pollen,
all you can do is stare.
the days are shorter,
clipped and clicked,
the self-loathing only grows.
are you the one who shatters these mirrors?
or was it the fault of your own self-destructive prose?
beauty is fickle.
somedays you meet your counterpart with a smile,
somedays you compliment her pretty flair, her unique smile.
though soon come the humid haze of too-long days,
cover your eyes, cover your eyes!
plead this world to look away.
how vain, you think,
how sick.
the self-worth of a bright young girl,
determined by something so shit.
logically, you know,
you’re not terribly ugly,
you’re not utterly, absolutely repulsive.
but you enjoy staring in the mirror too long,
victim to a fucked-up mind’s distortion.
claw at the skin,
claw, claw, claw,
until you meet flesh and bone.
peel off your mask,
you have nobody left to pretend to be kind for.
what crimes have you committed?
what makes you worthy of such pain?
a laugh echoes among the screams and the screams.
what a sick, sick mind; it’s created its own fucked-up little game.
apologize, apologize, apologize,
it’s all the very same.
yearn for the love you know you’re not worthy of,
it’s your own demented claim to fame.
aggie wit @imnotbabey yaaaa