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The place is empty
The show is over
No one’s here
Attention was plenty
So, my lover,
Why are are you still acting?
-M.B (via lightheadedbabe)
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I wish I wasn't, such a dreamer. I've ruined this life for myself.
— N.M. Sanchez
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Terabithia
“I don’t build bridges
I hang ropes
Because bridges burn
And ropes soak
I dont suggest the easy
Or necessarily the hard
But my road to terabithia
Comes with enormous regard
Walk across the bridge
And I’m sure you’ll meet your fate
Never was I standing wait
But a nothing breeze to say your name
I’ll be standing at the rivers edge
With the lighter in my hand
You’ll either swing across my river bank
Or drown an unimaginable death
See, if you want to join my kingdom
You’ll have to put in work
Show me you can put out fires
Or absorb my devilish work
I’m the master of my destiny
You’re a character in my play
So tread my forests carefully
Or be sure the current will sweep you away”
- M.B (via lightheadedbabe)
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— Virginia Woolf, from “Carlyle’s House and Other Sketches.”
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Natalie Díaz, from "American Arithmetic", Postcolonial Love Poem
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Always Love- Lauren Jauregui @ssweet-dispositionn
M.B (via lightheadedbabe)
#laurenjauregui#alwayslove#lauren#poetschoice#loveisaficklething#october28#voicemail#voicemessage#missedcall#love#miss
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Jennifer S. Cheng, from So We Must Meet Apart
[Text ID: Maybe what I’ve been trying to say all this time, as an explanation and apology, is that I sense a mass of white noise in front of my face wherever I go. It stands between me and the world, between me and other people. More and more I am finding myself lost in it, unable to make it through to the other side.]
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And if I fall, I will fail
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“I hold on to grudges for dear life
Just as hard as I hold the clutch swerving down state street in a heat wave
Seeking the thrill between hatred and adrenaline
Which tends to boil over when my car gets too hot
I get stuck in this spot
Waiting for the light to trigger and throw me forward
To a place I may never come back from
Because I can switch gears faster than my foot can slam on the pedal
And I end up in a limitless stall once again
Because this mirage of you in the distance
Is unreasonably out of reach
And I cannot let go of this clutch
Just like I cannot let go of this grudge
This race against hating you and letting it go
Will cause me to crash eventually
“If you see my name in the obituary, don’t you dare show up... because my car was overheating, and you didn’t care to stop”
M.B (via lightheadedbabe)
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“Where could I rest but in your hurricane?”
— Erica Jong, from Insomnia & Poetry (via violentwavesofemotion)
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