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“I want to wipe every tear from your eyes and I want to memorize every smile on your face. I want To collect everything that reminds me of you Keep it safe in a jar and Reminisce how we evolved, Together. I want to gather your face in my hands and splatter kisses all over it, smooth over your frowns Ruffle my fingers through your hair. Touch the ark of your cheek Hold you like a delicate flower. Is this love? I do not know, but the world is tipping at its axis and you are all that I see. I do not know where I am heading with this, but I want you to feel What you deserve to feel Loved, cherished, treasured like rarity.”
— Excerpt from Love Letter to Anonymous (via thenobodypoetry) 
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Let this be our story,
our happily ever after;
Let this be our song, 
our never-ending record. 
Tell me you love me, 
tell me you need me; 
lie to me,  please.
Sing me a lullaby, 
kiss me 
and pretend your lips don’t sting. 
(I am sure my heart stings more.) 
Your grimace
hurts more than your frown. 
Your silence
hurts more than your words. 
Your reluctance 
hurts more than your rejection. 
I know you’ll never love me
I know you’ll never love
I know you
I know…
- Let’s play pretend (let this never end) // via thenobodypoetry
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I just… don’t know what I’m doing. sometimes I feel happy and I laugh really loudly until everyone is staring at me and tears are blurring my vision and suddenly I do not know if I am crying or laughing. I do not know if I am blissful only at that moment, like when a breeze comes and I just feel alive. or when I finish a good jog and the adrenaline is still pumping in my veins. these momentary feelings of “happiness” are fleeting. they come and then they leave just as fast, and I am left winded, wondering where all the energy went. I cannot decipher whether what I feel is fleeting or eternal; whether I am truly, deeply happy, or if it’s just because I need to be. 
but then it hit me; maybe I don’t have to be happy everyday. Maybe I don’t have to double-check my every emotion and make sure they come from deep within; maybe for once I can just trust my guts and my heart. maybe when I think I’m happy, I really am. maybe I can learn to relish in small victories, like how I woke up early today or how I helped an old lady cross the road. these moments of “happiness” may be fleeting, but they are real. why not enjoy them?
on happiness // via thenobodypoetry 
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Hi, I discovered you through your Taekook fic, I just wanna say the plot was genius. Real exes having to pretend to be warring exes for a reality television show. Its SOO good. I'm really hoping you'd update one day. No pressure though... Its just a really good fic with such a unique plot that you don't see very often. You're a great writer.
Thanks so much sweetie! I’m glad you enjoyed ittt, but I’m sad to say that I have decided to discontinue it due to personal reasons:( However, if you wish to see more of my writing, I’ve recently opened a new tumblr blog (thenobodypoetry) and I write there often! It would mean a lot if you gave it a look xxx
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Love Letter to Anonymous
It is hard for me to express myself verbally sometimes; 
Like now, when I am fumbling with my words, even on paper.
And I find that it is hard for me to say what I want to say
Not because it is hard for me to say it out loud but 
Because my thoughts are so jumbled and so messy that 
I am forgetting what I wanted to say to you in the first place. 
So please understand, why instead of just reading this to you, 
I am writing this
In the hopes that I can try to express maybe just an inkling of what I want to say to you. 
What’s on my mind… a jumbled mess
I should probably start now 
Maybe I should start with a metaphor
… clearly, I have not thought this through. 
You are gorgeous, like… 
Like the view from the highest mountain in the world. 
Yes. Breath-taking. 
I am out of metaphors. And I just feel like they don’t even begin to encapsulate your beauty, inside and out. 
So maybe I should just try to use my own words. 
Please understand. 
If I have to describe you using my own words, no fancy metaphors or adjectives that I don’t think I understand - 
You wear happiness so well. 
It is like the world itself sings for you when you are happy, when you smile and laugh and your eyes crinkle, like little crescent moons. 
And the world cries ugly tears when you take off your dress of happiness
An unbearable sight. 
Please always wear that dress. 
You are a walking contradiction. 
You are so sure of yourself sometimes; much like happiness, confidence is another one of your flowing gowns. 
And yet, sometimes you are so insecure and so out of your element and so ashamed, 
And it confuses me to no end. 
Bewilderment. 
I watch your eyes when you get increasingly doubtful about yourself, and it is equally painful for me when you deflate like a balloon. 
I try to locate the hole that someone must have opened, I try to use my hands to cover the wound so no more air comes hissing out, so you don’t go from a floating, healthy balloon to a piece of wrinkled rubber. 
I can not find it, and that is when I realise that air is leaking because you let it. 
I am in agony, because I think I can stitch up wounds on the skin, but 
I don’t think I can fix internal bleeding. 
Those are for the professionals, and I am but an amateur. 
I don’t want professionals to fix you though. 
I want it to be me. 
Slowly,
Magically, 
I watch you heal with stars in my eyes. 
You are shining again, so bright that 
I cannot open my eyes.
Yours, however - 
Fiery and golden - golden like a wildfire. 
Burning never felt so good. 
I want to wipe every tear from your eyes and I want to memorize every smile on your face. 
I want 
To collect everything that reminds me of you 
Keep it safe in a jar and 
Reminisce how we evolved,
Together. 
I want to gather your face in my hands and splatter kisses all over it, smooth over your frowns 
Ruffle my fingers through your hair. 
Touch the ark of your cheek 
Hold you like a delicate flower. 
Is this love? 
I do not know, but the world is tipping at its axis and you are all that I see. 
I do not know where I am heading with this, but I want you to feel 
What you deserve to feel 
Loved, cherished, treasured like rarity. 
I do not know if you love yourself 
But until then,
I will be here to tell you this is how I feel - 
Someone is feeling this way about you. 
It is not just romance, I promise.
It is beyond that. We 
Could be anything and everything I feel about you will still be the same. 
I just want to tell you this. Want to hold you when you cry, tell you 
‘Hey, it’s okay,’ when everything is not; 
Saying ‘I will be here’ when it seems like no one else is.
When you need time alone, 
I will wait for you outside your door. 
When you are giving up, I will grab you by your shoulders and shake you. 
‘No! Get back up!’ 
When you have no strength, I will carry you on my back, until you are able to walk again. 
When you are afraid, I will put a warm blanket around you and I will hug you until you are no longer shivering. I will hand you a sword. 
‘Let’s fight your monsters together.’
I want to be the soft edges to your roughness and be your rough edges when you are soft. 
This probably needs to end. Please, love yourself
If not, 
I will love you for the both of us. 
It might be enough for the time being. But that will suck. So please, see yourself for what you are worth. 
Person reading this, you may think that you want to be who I was describing;
You are. 
I am delivering this straight to you. 
So when you are reading this, 
Know that this is for you.
Someone is out there, yearning like this -
For you.
 ” — From me (via thenobodypoetry)
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For y’all interested in my writing
I haven’t written in a while but I thought it would be fun and maybe therapeutic to open a new writing blog to share some of my writing and drabbles and such! I just posted a lil something and it would mean a lot if any of you checked it out:)) Cheers! 
The account is thenobodypoetry so feel free to give it a follow if you would like to see more hahaaa
And if you like writing/reading, feel free to chat me up! I love talking over anything lmaooo 
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