these bars caging our hearts will melt with the flames of passion and loves sparks. unlock the ribcage and let your heart free. let is sing like a bird and soar to new lands untamed; for what a silly thing to leave it locked in a cage.
what if rocks are actually soft but just tense up when we touch them?
How stoned are you right now?
Was that a fucking pun?
(via foreveralone-lyguy)
I’m either doing five million things at once or nothing at all there is no in between
Isn’t it a shame
That society has made us
All the same
We’ve got such warm hearts
And big brains
But that doesn’t mean a thing
The world doesn’t care
And neither do we
Unless we’re beautiful.
(via featherumbrellas)
the emptiness and the calm: what happened when we met.
i. you spread your lips faster than you spread your legs, and in the moment that we first touched, you fell in love with me more quickly than others thought was possible. you hung from your own feelings like they were nooses that someone else had tied for you.
ii. we talked about our fathers,…
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This is the first thing I’ve written in a while
(Source: writershigh.tumb;r.com, via thewriternetwork)
the writer network: "it's not me, it's you"
Are you sleeping with someone else he asks;
I shake my head no, but my eyes probably tell a different story:
that every time he walks into a room my heart explodes,
and not even a specially-trained SWAT team
could clean up the mess it left behind;
his mouth gives me…
uoa:
do you guys realize we can change our lives any time we want like you can just go ahead and delete ur blog, stop eating meat, shave or head, start running, tell that person you hate why you hate them so much, confess your love to someone and kiss them unexpectedly like why don’t we do that
(via youcantescapeyouself)
the writer network: when my coworkers ask about "the other woman"
When I found out who the other woman was, I drunk-texted you
and said things I shouldn’t have, things about how I wished
she’d get chickenpox or have a heart attack the next time
she had sex with you; then I broke into our old apartment
and sat in the bathtub alone…
(via homewrecks)
A little series I did about the relationship between the cloud and the sea, since it seems the sun and the moon always get all the attention.
(via thetalltwig)
