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.
Listen
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.
