May 2013
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Todos los ruidos de la noche tenian algo en comun, no eran tu.
All the sounds of the night had one thing in common, they weren’t you.
I’m all kinds of love.
“Some days I can go nearly an hour
without thinking of the taste
of your mouth.”
– Tim Seibles (via rarararambles)
“You will never be the next best thing. You are the love of your own life, act...”
– Tara Hardy “Bridge poem” (via lilsnake)
“I hope you read some fine books and kiss someone who thinks you’re wonderful,...”
– Neil Gaiman (via moord)
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..whoa, really?
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Rollercoasters
Waterfalls
Falling hard
Beauty and speed
Clashing with reverse
And bleeding in
To Earth
And back up
And all the way around
Forces of nature
A natural strangeness
Awaiting you
Awaiting me
My emotions flip flopping
What’s real
That reel, keeps playing
The newest feature in wide
Release
Keeps pulling all the fish that I never
Wanted
That I never anticipated...
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When people schedule meetings first thing in the am. Why?
I wish I could be fucking witty. Instead i’m like “coffee you beezy”.
It’s called self-sabotage. And I’m really good at it.
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My biggest fear is that eventually you will see me...
And in the aftermath
The battle wounds were beautiful
But the silence was deafening
Only the scars cried out
In a melody that sang of yesterday’s
Struggles
Deep, scarlet mad, lovely
A hypnotic tone,
Maddening tone
Your hands lingering over the wounds
I showed no one
Caressing over the pain
Soothing over yesterday’s disaster
Coaxing the beauty to come forth
Tomorrows promise
A...
Write for the pain
Write for the love
Write for them
Write for self
Write to VENT
Write for the secrets
Write for sanity
Write for the insanity
Write for clarity
Write for chaos
Write for sport
Write for fun
Write for them
Write for no one
Write for you
Write for the wrongs
Write for the rights
Write for the confused and lonely
Write it all down, write what makes sense, write...
“If it’s meant for you, you won’t have to beg for it. You will never have to...”
– Chelsis Porter (via raeraenjma)
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I haven’t blow dried my hair in like a week. I forgot how nice it could look.
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ryangpoet:
It was true, surely, we existed, in the rivers of our palms, floating on the surface of our skin, dry passion mixing with the dust of idleness, we fumbled with our paddles, unable to ride upstream, too caught up in the physical moments that leave us breathless and panting and not wanting more than the ache in our bones, inside of you isn’t deep enough if I’m not able to...
Home
I have heard people describe feeling at home when they are in love
That never made sense to me
Until I met you
And sat with you
And walked hand in hand with you
Laughing and smiling
Breaking bread and reminiscing
(20 years later)
admiring each others faces
and skin
Exploring the different places
Seeing the same old sights through your eyes
Making each other feel amazing
Whole...
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It was the silly things,
The small insignificant things
Coincidences
Like us owning the exact same toothbrush. Same brand, same color.
Having the exact same carabiner keychain, same color.
Dumb shit, but cute
When I was prepping myself to say goodbye, telling you it would be cute if we swapped keychains to
Remind us of each other (like we need reminders), your eyes full of mischief made...
and your mouth on mine
and your arms embracing me
and the ocean roaring
and the wind blowing
and the sun beaming
and every force of nature on display and none of the words I know can even begin to describe how much I love you
“Because if you were here, right now, I would massage your back until your skin...”
– Rudy Francisco (via bornfromaboombox13)
Are you ever like, “I love Finding Nemo so much, imma watch it again for the second night in a row”?
No? Just me?
a-collection-of-failures asked: Are things alright? You seem over-whelmed, but upbeat. I'm sure you've been through worse. I'm probably concerned for no reason. Have a good weekend.
“I don’t give a shit where the things I love come from! I just love the things I...”
– Patton Oswald, Werewolves and Lolipops (via thewingoverthemoon)
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“But charm is more valuable than beauty. You can resist beauty, but you can’t...”
– Audrey Tatou as Irène in Hors de Prix (via themoonwhisperer)
(via mylibraryvoice)
“When someone loves you, the way they say your name is different. You just know...”
– Billy, age 4 (via bambi-no)
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wild flower: “What inspires you?”
Quite simply,... →
chula:
“What inspires you?”
Quite simply, love.
Having it in my life, or not.
Being in it, or not.
Being showered in it
…or not.
To be caressed by your
loving words
Embraced by your poems.
Or to sit quietly
without…
Without a love letter in hand
or poem
or a sweet melody sung especially…
And then it happened…
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Note to self
Approach things with love and it will all work out.
No, I love it when you call me Niomi.
Even tho that’s not my name.
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Eff it, I called in.
Sorta…
still gotta work from home. But at least I can stay in peejays
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Woke up with so many things on my mind. The other house, moving out, all his self created drama. My brother, my job, the drama at work, problems.
And what am I gonna wear today…?
I am at my max
I just want to sleep the day away. But I obviously can’t do that.
Y lo mas hermoso
Fue
Sentir tus besos sobre mi cara
Ver como tu boca me besaba,
Como si estubieras en el desierto
Y yo el unico vaso de agua
And I was angry and sad at the choices before us
Knowing that what we needed to do and what we wanted to do would not align
At least not today
And we both would need to learn the true definition of patience,
Sacrifice
But when I looked into those hazel eyes
I realized that I would not wait forever to be with you
I would, on the contrary, go against all odds to be with you
Fight and claw...
The wind serenades us
Embracing us almost as tight as we embrace each other
Your departure comes faster than your arrival, as predicted
And my heartbreak is unbearable
blankslate:
i used to lie in bed alone and listen to dumb love songs and i’d wonder if those things even actually existed now i listen to you breathe as you fall asleep and i realize that those things don’t even compare to this
maza-dohta:
Love remains a mystery even when it is shown, for only a lover knows what it feels like to be loved.
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Pedicures are the worst. I lost two toenails ((running) but the lady is playing it off real cool.
