Pure Narcotic

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[my-dailydreams]

[goth-queen]

[sunny-sideup-4]

And darling, I will always try my hardest to be all of those things for you because you are worth it. You are worth all the good and all the bad, every little misstep in this little dance we do called love. You are worth every single star in the sky and all the universes beyond them. You are worth all the precious minerals found on this earth. You are worth every heart break I had to go through to get right here, right now, with you.

[quelques-mots-d-amour]

Ne crains jamais d’en faire trop,

car je n’en ai jamais assez de toi.

Je me délecte de tes paroles, 

et tes soupirs sont mon oxygène.

Si seulement je pouvais fondre contre toi,

je ne connaîtrais plus jamais ni le froid,

ni la crainte

de te voir partir

à tout jamais

Never fear to be too much,

for I can never have enough of you.

I revel in your words,

and your sighs are my oxygen.

If only I could melt into you,

I would never know cold again,

nor the fear

to see you go

forever 

[thatsimplepoet]

cloudy days

and on the days

when the brain that inhabits my body

is my own worst enemy

i can only dream of better tomorrows

wrapped in her arms

as she whispers sweet nothings in my ear

-ree

[1gmoney]

Early morning silence >>

[gothish]

Foggy Morning at the Mausoleum by the-o

[cherrygothnightmare]

[jauffre]

HUNTER’S DREAM (BLOOD MOON) (x)

[sildrotha]

Two statues, having a quiet conversation.

Loudon Park Cemetery Baltimore, Maryland

[sirenofthe-sun]

gothic moodboard

[odonianpoet]

Cate Blanchett, 1994

[schrijverr]

Your New Show

You tell me all about your new favorite show

and I get to know

yet another piece of you.

You get excited, you get mad, and you theorize.

A plot twist happens and your new blorbo pays the price.

Next episode gets excited clicked,

but still you take the time to text me all the things you would have fixed.

I get to watch this show through your eyes.

I get to see what makes you happy.

I get to know how you think.

Honestly, I feel so lucky that I get to know all these little pieces.

That you care to show me how you view the world.

Even if it's just a keyboard smash and a gasped 'You never guess what!'

[theyre-so-pretty-it-hurts]

girls in skirts

girls with bubble braids

girls wearing fluffy socks

girls when they smile

girls in oversized t-shirts

girls with round glasses

girls when they’ve just woken up

girls in camo

girls in sweater vests

girls in boots

girls with curly hair

girls that love animals

girls

[schrijverr]

My Silent I Love You

I overwhelm myself sometime

The need to be interesting too strong

My brain whirs with things I could say

Desperate to find a topic

Something that can tune out the stress

.

I don't find a topic in the end

It all gets to be too much and I shut down

The mind canceling one output right now

Hoping to quell the panic

So, I find myself unable to speak at all

.

The quiet has always been there

And the guilt about it brews inside of me

I usually force myself to start talking again

To be the noise they expect

Making sure that they won't worry about it

.

Then there you were

Calm and strong

I could break my rhythm

Wordlessly I can confess to you

.

And you held me close

You let me be still

I could be quiet and loved there

In your arms I am safe and sound

.

By the time we laid down I wasn't talking yet

But that didn't matter, because we were laughing

The two of us in a bubble of our own creation

That night is mine to treasure

To keep close with me when I need to smile

.

You make me feel protected

You can make me smile despite it all

You are so incredible and you don't even know

.

I wish I could write all the words that will convey what you mean to me

But I know I cannot, for I have tried

So, I offer you this poem and hope that it shows anyway

My silence speaking of a thousand I love yous

[bellaheartsplants]

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She’s a lot like you. The dangerous type. | The Craft (1996)