I’m slowly falling apart but I’m too exhausted to care.
- “10 Word Poem" series - #60  (via w-ildfires)

(Source: lettersto-savemyself)

Tags: words, .
Fall in love with someone who wants you, who waits for you. who understands you even in the madness; someone who helps you, and guides you, someone who is your support, your hope. fall in love with someone who talks with you after a fight. Fall in love with someone who misses you and wants to be with you. Do not fall in love only with a body or with a face; or with the idea of being in love
- me when i over think things (via stay-impure)
Fall in love with someone who wants you, who waits for you. who understands you even in the madness; someone who helps you, and guides you, someone who is your support, your hope. fall in love with someone who talks with you after a fight. Fall in love with someone who misses you and wants to be with you. Do not fall in love only with a body or with a face; or with the idea of being in love
- me when i over think things (via stay-impure)

kidanoche:

sugaryrainbow:

I just realized that I hit over 1k followers ; u ;/ I have no idea where you guys came from, but thank you so much ♥ fjdksfs!

Been asked numerous times over the past few months to make a tutorial on how I color and stuff. I have never really made one before so yeah fjksdfs;;;

You do not have to rely on my info if you find it confusing or pointless ; 3 ; ♥ If you have any other questions, please let me know!

Reminder: Pony Raffle

PLEASE AND THANK

1.
i liked you because when you spoke you said
things like “blue busses remind me of Easter”
and “God lives inside the walls of art museums”

2.
two days before graduation you picked me up at 4 AM
and we drove down to Michigan, I told you about my
sister and you told me about winters in Connecticut

3.
when i left for college, i wrote you three poems and
handed them to you in white envelopes, you gave me
sea shells you found when you were thirteen and alone

4.
he tastes bitter and i still think about your laughter
i wonder if you look for the moon on broken nights
because my skin burns when strange boys touch me

5.
when i received the invitation to your wedding,
i took a shower and boiled myself into patches
of pain, then i called and said congratulations

6.
she looked beautiful at the wedding and i got
drunk off of red wine and told your mother how
you used to cry when people called you brave

7.
we talked once, you told me you haven’t read
my poems yet and asked if i still had your sea
shells, i told you i was supposed to be in white

8.
i moved to Australia and three years later i
received an apology letter from you which
i burned and then wouldn’t sleep for weeks

9.
i still think about you on nights when my
husband is sleeping and my black lungs
want cigarettes i promised to stop smoking

10.
i saw you in my dreams last night, you
were kissing my neck and stroking my
thighs and i woke up crying in sweat

11.
i went to your funeral last Thursday night,
you were always talking about Autumn so
i didn’t think you should have died in winter

12.
i cut my hair short before visiting your grave
because i didn’t want anyone to recognize me,
i left your sea shells and cried on the way home

- confessions from my alcoholic mother  (via irynka)
Tags: words, .

grotles:

alunardragon:

grotles:

alunardragon:

allyphobia:

your favorite character is trans

every character you like is trans

every character youre indifferent to is trans as well

the characters you kinda dislike but have a grudging respect for? trans.

the characters you hate with a burning passion? cis probably

The sea only drowns its lovers.
- 6-Word Story #62 (via writingsforwinter)
Tags: words, .

abigailpaige:

i thought of you, while in the shower

and i thought of how nice it’d be

to have your things among my things

along the bathtub’s edge

and i imagined myself running out of soap

and using yours

and wearing you to work, and the grocery store

and i imagined that night, laying down beside you

and smelling your neck

and finding out where all my soap had gone

Stop insisting on clearing your head — clear your fucking heart instead.
- Charles Bukowski (via arsarteetlabore)

(Source: wordsthat-speak)

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