Bruges (by Olivier)
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Bruges (by Olivier)
Some woodcut inspired designs I created recently…
Love the way you shiver Dig into my shoulder blades Feel it when you quiver Higher level, elevate You could be the renegade Bonnie to a Clyde Harrelson and Juliet Legends never die
hello my very few followers, its been what since 2016? anyways shit has happened. like some crazy shit. im hot now which is cool, but other than that my life is still just as shitty kinda as before!so now im gonna spam you guys with selfies and other shit i like, hope you guys days were great
You're a beautiful monster, stuck in your ways of destroying hearts and shattering souls just to nuzzle your way inside. Nesting. Instead of hatching more, darkness leaks from the crack of the shells only to swallow your makeshift home whole in my chest.
Some people have never been made good love to, or don’t remember, or haven’t been taught how, and cheat their lives out of the pleasure we each can make in one another.
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All I do is try to help people. Yet, shit gets thrown in my face every time. "You're ignorant", "you're making this worse", "you have no use to me", "you drive me to drink", "you need therapy or we won't work", "you're making me nuts". I'm sorry.
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Oh, why did I ever believe you when you said that I mattered to you? Why did you have to lie to me? I knew it was too good to be true, but it still hurt just as much.
Let her go and someday you’ll see her in the lulls during traffic where she’d always stick her head out the window to feel the breeze tugging at strands of her hair. Let her go and someday you’ll see her in strange women with different names, her poise blanketed over one woman, her lips plopped onto another, pieces that don’t seem to fit on anyone but her. Let her go and someday you’ll hear her favorite song on some radio station somewhere and your heart won’t beat for a while. You’ll feel your body moving to the rhythm of her absent little head bobs and foot taps. Let her go and someday you’ll have to begin the process of forgetting. You’ll scroll through numerous photographs and rummage through an accumulation of her stuff, now your stuff, with her scent lazily floating off to wedge doorstops into every door you need to shut. Let her go and someday you’ll cross paths with her favorite places, maybe by accident, maybe with purpose. Bridges back to her soul will begin to rebuild themselves as you take in the indigo sky and remember everything you meant to forget. Let her go and someday you’ll see her, not a stranger, but her passing through a small section of the mall. She’ll be happier than ever with a look of utter joy pulling at her lips, pulling her so far away from you that she begins to look like an illusion. Let her go and someday you’ll realize that you never truly can let her go at all.
On Letting Go. |(Morsus Engel)| (via actuates)