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@wallflowerwallpaper
there are people you haven’t met yet who will love you
He sounds like air and moves like water He looks like the earth and feels like fire He’s the universe, a sky, ocean, and leaves He’s setting off a spark inside of me
b.k. Universe (via wallflowerwallpaper)
Yolk by Me
Too bad people didn’t fall in love at the same pace, at the same time, for the same reasons, and too bad those emotions didn’t move simultaneously. But each act of madness moved at its own pace, one not dependent on the pace of anyone else. It wasn’t like tandem skydiving, where you were connected as you fell, where you were forced to fall at the same rate and use the same parachute. Falling in love was a solo act. I knew that, had learned that the hard way. You just jumped and hoped your parachute opened. Sometimes you looked up and saw you were falling by yourself, the object of your desire still on the plane, not interested in jumping, watching you descend into that scary place alone.
Eric Jerome Dickey, The Novel Pleasure (via wordsnquotes)
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I am on stage, Speaking to an empty auditorium. Words scribbled on a page, Like spilled poison. Hastened in a rage, Silly me, I thought you'd come.
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LANY. 5.24.17
My disc is scratched Stuck on a single scene My brains are clashed Two opposing teams They brawl and bash Without a victory
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I am light poles Planted in cement Although I glow My mind is permanent In memories I stole From a past moment
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He paints twilight on my neck with the stroke of his lips. I have to reassure him every night that I am his.
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I wanted genuine. I wanted substance. You gave me mediocre. Not much justice.
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