i’m tracing maps on my limbs, and i’m painting black holes on my palms, pressing them into letters left on my nightstand untouched and unread.
Kayla Shaw
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i’m tracing maps on my limbs, and i’m painting black holes on my palms, pressing them into letters left on my nightstand untouched and unread.
Kayla Shaw
Hey guys! Make sure you read this!
Tumblr won’t process my meet-up fast enough, so I decided to make this temp. blog as like an event page… So, here we go:
For all lesbians/bisexual girls out there, we’re having a meet up in Brighton this Saturday!
We shall meet at London Road (Brighton) Station at 4pm, feel free to bring anyone you like (:
Follow this blog to confirm that you are coming on Saturday and send me a message if you need any more details.
See you soon! (:
Brighton Pride 2012 Meet-Up!
Like or re-blog this if you or any other lesbians/bisexuals would like to come to the meet-up and when I create the event, I’ll be sure to invite you! (:
I loved you at your darkest.
Romans 5:8 (via weepling)
Happy 28 months to my beautiful girlfriend!
waiting for the world to swallow me whole. (by karrah.kobus)
Late Night by Margaret Atwood
Late night and rain wakes me, a downpour, wind thrashing in the leaves, huge ears, huge feathers, like some chased animal, a giant dog or wild boar. Thunder & shivering windows; from the tin roof the rush of water. I lie askew under the net, tangled in damp cloth, salt in my hair. When this clears there will be fireflies & stars, brighter than anywhere, which I could contemplate at times of panic. Lightyears, think of it. Screw poetry, it’s you I want, your taste, rain on you, mouth on your skin.
It’s all about falling in love with yourself and sharing that love with someone who appreciates you, rather than looking for love to compensate for a self love deficit.
Eartha Kitt (via thosehearts)
Will you always find all that you’ve been searching for living inside me?
Daily Haiku on Love by Tyler Knott Gregson (via tylerknott)
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