Its Rough Out Here

Poems, writing, and cute photos

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Late nights

The weight of the world is beginning to weigh on me, Late at night my chest rumbles as I try to breathe, My hands cover my face as my whole body shakes, Tears flow in two twisted lines as I squeeze shut my eyes, I let out a squeak and try to mask the sounds of my sorrow, The hardest part is that this is how every night goes.

[liberalpussy]

[cruelings-deactivated20200310]

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[autopilotyears]

[thewickedqueen]

[tortellini-]

Dr.Charming

And maybe he won't come on a tall white horse, Maybe he will come in a thirteen year old Volkswagen, And maybe we won't gallop into the sunset, Maybe we will ride until we fade into the darkness, And maybe it won't be happily ever after, Maybe it will be as long as I am with him, But I know he will come, He will come, Not because the stars aligned and our fates collided, But because our eyes caught and our hearts united.

[violationofvolition]

[tortellini-]

It's Almost Two

He's trying to sleep because it's almost two. I'm trying to stop crying because I can't figure out what to do.

[mingdliu-deactivated20210422]

Often times, I find pieces of you left on my cardigan or my favourite pair of black jeans. Your scent, your smile, your laughter all wrapped up in a silk ribbon laying on the front of my porch. Sometimes, it’s as if you never left at all.

Souvenirs // Ming D. Liu (via mingdliu)

[tortellini-]

They're not Hazel, They're Beautiful.

“They are hazel,” he tells me but I can’t just accept that. Because in reality they aren’t hazel, they are an explosion of color that reminds me of all the days we have spent together. There are lines of blue like the ripples in the water of the brim pond where we magically caught a catfish. There are splashes of green like his favorite tye dye tee-shirt from rainforest cafe he wore when we went to the movies. There are blocks of brown speckled along them like the door panels in his 2002 Volkswagen where the black upholstery has fallen, the same place he first kissed me parked behind my mom’s red dodge. “They aren’t hazel,” I finally say, “they’re beautiful.”

[rrvmi]

[pessimisitic]

i feel nothing.

[tortellini-]

We heart it💚

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FPS💧☔️

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What if I don't even want to?