January 2012
27 posts
How do I endure
even the smallest moment
of distance from you?
dimestorepoet:
how much do you think it would cost me to pay a cool black guy to follow me around between 9am and 5pm, cheering or alternatively shouting “ya dats fuckin right man” every time I make important decisions and fist bumping me when things are going our way and saying “no worries bro u still got me your token black home boy” when times are hard
To live a creative life, we must lose our fear of being wrong.
thiselephante:
awake this early and going to school right now i do not like this
a haiku about how i feel
xcassiekilla:
When I’m bored I like to lay on my kitchen floor and pretend I’m a crumb.
kuragehime:
i have this weird self esteem problem where i hate myself yet i still think i’m better than everyone else
You know the typical crowd, “Wow, it’s Friday night, what are you going to do?...
behappyhenry:
having kissed all of your
impossibly beautiful cells,
having roamed the soft countries
of your body and declared a peaceful
coexistence between lips and
sweat and turned off the last light—
i tell you that i am
in love with you, and i say it without
laughing afterwards, without being embarrassed
that i have felt anything at all. the corner of
your mouth lifts like...
And when you are cold
how quickly you remember,
I am made of warm.
likeneelyohara:
Here’s to eating too much when the one you love is away.
I no longer believed in the idea of soul mates, or love at first sight. But I...
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December 2011
54 posts
You have set my life
on fire my love; never have
I loved the warmth more.
My arms around you
and your legs tangled in mine.
This, is where I’m home.
crystalmeowth:
i need to marry someone i think is funnier than me because i can’t do all the work all the time
He loved her, he loved her, and until he’d loved her she had never minded being...
I like people too much or not at all.
(712): That’s because “bed time” is my sex playlist. If...
If only they could feel it too, the happiness I feel with you.
behappyhenry:
how did we talk
when we weren’t
in love? i think maybe
we always were,
and our minds just
weren’t in on the
joke.