February 2012
89 posts
January 2012
171 posts
Anonymous asked: Good morning/evening.
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time travel.
thedustdancestoo:
i found you
again today,
faded and dusty
inside a rusty box
on the top shelf
of a dark closet,
inside my head.
anardorforemprise asked: <3 Will I see ya this semester, darling? I really do miss our talks and random meetings <3
Anonymous asked: Lol no I am not in elementary school.
Anonymous asked: I have an elementary school crush on you maybe in the future I'll act on it =]
I'm a lover, not a fighter
But I’m too scared, busy, and fucked up to be a lover right now.
So I guess it’s good that I’m learning how to fight
Ravishment
loqui:
Dress me in murder You sweet fuck of feather-flying Skin ripping Ravishment
Dress me in death The holy grail of seeking And human ashtray Remnants
Dress me in blame For the slaughter of wild deer skipping And petal strewn blood spatter
Dress me in the skin Of the furs of my killing And keep me warm in the knowledge That I am human Yet my instinct is animal
youhadmeathalo asked: Yeah, I'm pretty much a big deal, I have many leather bound books. (please get that movie reference so i don't look like a douche) In all seriousness, I think i'd like to meet you too, You seem like a fun, nice, interesting person :)
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Sometimes,
when I think about my life…
(Disclaimer: this is a rare personal post by me. Proceed with caution)
I think about how it will end. Not in a suicidal way, but a handful of people who are close to me have passed away recently. A girl I dated in high school just lead the service for the boy who she dated after me. He and I didn’t get along for a host of reasons, but I never hated him....
prettypretty
camelights:
this waltz of thought, farthest from trite hosts you, abashed and speckling the eye of every male and dyke o’present i have already discussed kissing you, in my own deliberate; and you, slay as you continue to bat my attentions o’one by one. stranger and beautiful girl.
.
Camelights
This is not a poem.
poetinside:
I want to get high and Fuck you underneath the stars Not the real ones, in the sky, I Don’t want Orion and Cornucopia To witness this no I just want to Throw you down on my single bed Under cheap, glow in the dark constellations I want to smoke in bed while listening to Nina Simone And disregarding her advice I want you to fuck me amongst dirty laundry And blunt wrappers, knocking...
Anonymous asked: So I have to laugh because when I'm on Tumblr on my phone and I see something sophisticated, I know you posted it. XD
