February 2012
72 posts
The Scary Story
Once upon a time, a girl fell in love, and never clawed her way out. The end.
flowerfistandbestialwails replied to your photo: These are all the poems I have written that I…
That is amazing. I don’t keep most of mine but then again they aren’t typically as good as yours. How long did it take you to compile all of those? That’s a lot of writing.
thank you! you should consider keeping them. I hate most of the things i write, but at one point they were significant,...
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The Wine on the East Coast
White wine stings like summertime and the hurt is never quite enough.
I've FILLED a binder today with my writing.
i didn’t know I had done that much.
graciouswords:
and so my search continues....
“Were all in the same game; just different levels. Dealing with the same hell;...”
– (via these-demons)
supascooperandmightymansh:
If our words were once sweethearts Now they’re ugly violent thugs How did our language come to this? We speak in grunts and sighs and shrugs
“My body is a dead language and you pronounce each word perfectly.”
– Sierra DeMulder, Unrequited Love Poem. (via valjeans)
This is the most beautiful thing I’ve read in a long while.
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Daily Haiku On Love.
omniduffer:
All I have to give
Is yours if you want it
A tin of beans and an old newspaper.
New project on the go.
Be patient. It could be worth it.
Spilled Ink (Currently undergoing updates.):... →
theseloosethreads:
I am two people, Stuck in one. One wants it all, and the other wants none. This wants that, That wants this. But neither truly knows, which is which. One wants chicken, and the other wants steak. But neither knows, which one to take. One likes them thin, One…
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Fantasizing about throwing myself off my balcony in the early hours of morning, is the only way I get to sleep at night.
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Important realization:
I fall very easily, very quickly, wholly in love with those who crave to hear me speak. With those willing to listen. But, I refuse to speak honestly with those that I love. This is where I am flawed.
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If I had the courage to be a coward I would end my life tonight.
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I wish to vanish.
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What a great relief it would be to escape my own...
for just one minute.
4 years running.
“I love you forever. I like you for always. As long as I’m living, my baby you’ll be.”
13.02.2012
Tomorrow is my day off. Yay. I have the whole day that is dedicated to love to reflect upon how I`m not loved by a man.
My psychologist says I need to quit drinking or she can no longer see me. That`s not happening. I figure I`ll just omit that fact from our sessions.
I also have to help my parents move. Which I deeply resent because not only is it my day off, but I am now their caretaker.
I...
