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arseholism · 2 days

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Too broken to love, too special to hate..

Bound my pride, tempted by fate..

Hopelessly romantic, endlessly scared..

A dream come true within my own worst nightmare..

Unbothered, untethered, undeniably sweet..

A tainted masterpiece that would make your heart skip a beat..

Unpredictable, unforgiving, unequivocally true..

I’m love’s perfect storm.. when I’m in love with you.

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sfsolstice · 2 days

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S. F. Solstice, "A Piece of You"

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words-ig · 1 day

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Your hands are the most comforting cage i’ve ever known

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papercutplanes-cute · 23 hours

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"I have all the time in the world to give to me--just please, make me feel like a priority."

- 10:23 thoughts

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wordsofaworld · 2 days

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Every time I wake up it hits me

Our memories

Our kisses

Your skin heating up mine

It hits me that you’re not there anymore

And all that love is now trapped inside me

With no where to go

Breaking through my heart

When I wake up, my nightmare begins

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tomieyamazaki · 2 days

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“I had everything. I was everything. Position, power, money, masculinity, the stimulus for submission. My men quivered before me, my scent crazed and confined the strongest of man into devotees. My presence was powerful, my mouth spoke nothing but truth fulfilled commands—victims could only pray I was feeling merciful. My hands evinced nothing but death; my fingers grabbed and tackled, shot mercilessly and took away God’s gift of breath. My heart was too dark to ever feel remorse, to ever indorse morality; to ever feel.

It was not until she had entered my life,—she who had the lasting impact of an interjecting knife, for whom I had prayed, to the God i hated, to be my rightful wife—, she had ignored me, she had frowned and turned away, that I had found myself weaker than a pathetic kolibri. I could not avail an inch of my hand forward, afraid she’d disapprove henceforward. I couldn’t raise my voice, for one flinch from her would drive me to raise my carnage upon my own being; put an end to my corrupt destroys. After her, is when I learned what a man really is.”

— Tomie Yamazaki, “Chaos x Kindness”, 2024.

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1. Stimulus: trigger, to evoke something. 2. Envinced: reveal the presence of. 3. Indorse: approve or support. 4. Interjecting: interrupt. 5. Kolibri: a very weak gun. 6. Avail: do; attempt. 7. Henceforward: from this/that time on. 8. Carnage: the killing of a large number of people.

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hayatheauthor · 14 days

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"Why do you care so much about accidentally leaving people out?" Because I've had friend groups where they were the planets and I was their Pluto.

I've had friend groups where our dynamics revolved around a Sun, with everyone vying for their attention if only to bask in their light for a mere moment. Where our thinly strung bonds collapsed the second our Sun left.

I've had friend groups where they bonded as Saturn's rings, finding solace in their shared shortcomings while isolating those more talented than them.

But I've also had friend groups where we bond as Neptune and Uranus—so similar we could be known as twins. Friend groups like Venus and Earth: so awfully different, yet it was those differences that kept us together.

And I would rather create a social system like the latter than the former.

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lovebloodandmonsters · 24 days

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— Carolina Outcrop

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fsnavratil · 22 days

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one day i'll come home again

//fs navratil

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illbeyouranchor · 1 month

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I don’t like the idea of temporary

At least, not when it pertains to you and me

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shannennicole · 1 month

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Ugly black moths

When I’m with you I feel the familiar flutter of butterflies in my stomach.

When I think of what we are or what we aren’t the little creatures beg to be acknowledged.

I smile a little at their presence.

Knowing that they are there for you and me.

But as quickly as my smile forms, it fades.

And I come to a more sinister realization as the flutter becomes more of a pounding.

I cringe at the thought that troubles me.

I know I am right.

The butterflies aren’t fluttering about.

They are not happy for us.

They are trying to escape.

They are trying to get out of me.

To warn me.

To plead with me not to do this.

To not let this happen again.

But I did.

So they flutter.

No not flutter.

Pound.

They pound until there is no boundary between them and the outside world.

My skin screams as they come blistering out.

No butterflies in sight.

These were pestering, ugly black moths.

I could hear them begging me to just see what was in front of me.

There were never butterflies in my stomach.

But sweet ugly black moths coming to warn me.

To show me exactly what your heart looks like.

They tell me it resembles an ugly black moth.

S.N

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arseholism · 3 days

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Look at those shimmering stars, you were carved with the same blade..

It’s like the heavens were extra careful, when you were being made..

Forged to perfection from the same fires that burn up the sun..

No wonder you walk proud, you’re truly a special one.

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ssssshunyaa · 4 months

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dumblr · 20 days

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I don't love casually. When I love, it's fierce. It's my soul ripped wide open and raw. It's my whole heart on display. It's all I have and everything I know, handed over to you, like a gift. And I hope you unwrap it gently.

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ardent-reflections · 10 months

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Be softer with you. You are a breathing thing. A memory to someone. A home to a life.

Nayyirah Waheed

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coffeexxcigarettes · 1 month

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Flambe

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Go on and worship me.

I'll let the flames

Ignite and swallow me whole.

I'll burn from the inside,

With a smile,

Watch me take control.

Try not to be surprised,

When you see how fast I change.

You think you know all about fire,

But I burn hotter in the rain.

x

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