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@vaun5593
How many ways can I find to say “I love you” without using those words?
Drive safely.
Let me know when you get where you’re going.
*curling up at your feet/side*
Buckle up.
How was your day?
How was your trip?
Are you having fun?
Make sure you’re drinking water.
Are you okay?
Have you eaten?
Do you need anything?
Do you want anything?
Is there anything I can do?
What was your favorite part?
*kisses on the hand/fingertips*
*kisses on the forehead*
*reaching for your hand*
Tell me your favorite story.
Tell me your favorite memory.
I’ll dance around the phrase, but it doesn’t mean I’m not so in love.
I feel this lately
Her hair was red
Like liquid fire
Her eyes burned intensely
With passionate desire
Her skin was soft
And pristine like porcelain
Her smile was devious
From Loki himself
She was a puzzle a box to unlock
Her name Pandora as if I should be shocked
The hell she unleashed was never physical
Her mind the ultimate weapon
Her intelligence an aphrodisiac
She has me at first glance
Her curves were soft like a flowing river
The looks she gave me would make me shiver,
Burning my core my soul to kindle
The flames spread as her chaos consumes me
This rush of feelings like I’m trapped in a movie
It doesn’t make sense the Angels affections
But never have I mistaken when death was present.
-Vaun Niklaus Christiansen.
VNM
Follow my poetry page I’ll be trying to post more there.
Difficult to love.
Difficult to love
I am difficult to love
I’m sloppy some days. Overweight. Eat to much. Don’t dress like a rockstar. My car isn’t fancy and I can’t whoosh you away to a tropical island.
These aren’t the things that make me hard to love.
What makes me hard to love is my heart. And all the things it loves. New people new places seas of a million faces.
Chaos is like racing fuel
I haven’t understood a normal life in almost half of mine. A hunter of extraordinary. “Well that doesn’t make you had to love” but when the only experience my girlfriend wants me to indulge in is her. We’re gonna have a problem. When she says to just stay here so we can be together, but my flight leaves in the morning.
See most people are trees. As time goes their roots borough deep into the earth and so there they stay. But I was born with wings and when I learned to fly it’s been me on the wind ever since. So I state loudly. I’m hard to love. But maybe not if your In love with the sky too.
Follow my poetry blog yo!
My day to day conversations are full of superficial bullshit, the words that come from my mouth, are a kiddie pool sized representation of the ocean that is my head.
Vaun Niklaus Morningstar.
When English isn’t taught correctly…
Check this bellend who doesnae ken that Scots, and indeed all “improper” dialects an accents ay English, arenae incompatible wi intelligence oar eloquence ay expression
(I mean, the original post insnae exactly the most poetic ay thoughts, but neither’s fuckin off tae bed wioot gien yer mate a cover, whit the fuck’s wrang wi you, were you raised in a fuckin shed)
Scottish Tumblr ™ came through
I feel like Scottish Tumblr should come forth and cast shade on all such comments, for lo, it is funny.
@obaewankenope
Shoutout to Rugrats for not only having Christmas episodes, but also Kwanzaa, Chanukah, and Passover episodes
HAPPY HANUKKAH TO MY JEWISH FOLLOWERS!
May your lives be filled with light, prosperity, and love!
You’re always in a rush, or else you’re too exhausted to have a proper conversation. Soon enough, the long hours, the traveling, the broken sleep have all crept into your being and become part of you, so everyone can see it, in your posture, your gaze, the way you move and talk.
Kazuo Ishiguro, Never Let Me Go (via kushandwizdom)
Excuse me darling. Would you care to wear this noose this evening?
😍😍😍😍
friends who kiss sometimes
i love the way the ocean smells on your neck with the horizon carrying the full moon – the night is ours at last. i asked about [……] but you couldn’t remember a single thing but then i remembered
you looked into my eyes with a piercing gaze and i had to look away because my heart is a pyromaniac and i don’t want to see you burn my fingers find the cave of nerves inside your hair and i can’t help myself but pull and sink my teeth into your throat with your head tilted back waves of ecstasy spiraling across our joint galaxies mashing together but remaining perfectly intact
when i held you close you cried and showed me your scar and told me the world is cold and cruel but you’re safe and warm in my arms so the past is no longer relevant your fire was never extinguished you just thought it was … all it takes is a spark to rekindle it and you’re playing with fire.
Follow me on Instagram. Check out my book on Amazon.
Ugh. Amazing
Golden Pineapple By far the hairiest strain I’ve ever smoked!
Can we smile a blunt sometime? If I ever made it to your state?