7.31.13

She said she needed

an adventure and left

but she was all the

adventure that

I needed.


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7.30.13

She sucks the air out 

of the room when

she walks in and leaves you

breathless

beautiful even as she lies

in her coffin just as

breathless


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7.30.13

If you ask her what scares her the most

she would look you in the eye and say

that she was afraid of losing herself

but really, how you could be afraid of 

losing something

you haven’t found yet?


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Ladies, gentlemen, and otherwise, there will be a long string of poems I wrote from last year that I have not had the time to post. I am ready to show them to you now. Please bear with me. :)


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7.31.13

You said you were taking a break

from reality

and stayed confined inside

your head

I guess you like it there

because you haven’t been back

ever since


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7.30.13

Pretty words string into

Pretty pearls place upon the

Pretty neck of a 

Pretty girl and I wonder how

Pretty would she be

when she pulls on that string of pearls

and chokes.

(dp)


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re-miks:

❝There is no greater agony than bearing an untold story.❞ -Maya Angelou
asfa-riyaz:

"Be like the flower that gives its fragrance to even the hand that crushes it.”
- Imam Ali (a)

That’s what really scares me.

Falling in love is easy. Having sex is easier. But bumping into someone that can spark your soul - that shit is rare.

You could fuck four, five, all the people in a god damned room and you’d only feel a connection with one. Or none at all.

And what sucks is despite the undeniable real magnetic pull between the two of you, more often than not, you don’t end up together.

I’m afraid I won’t meet anyone else I can connect with.

I’m scared it’ll be just you.

-Sade Andria Zabala  (via thexpotent)

(via melting-screams)


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Love As Language, Language As Love


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