Quotes added on Thursday, June 26 2014
This
world
is but
a canvas
to for
our imagination.Don't worry
if you
get
lost
in
it, for
you'll soon discover that you'll be finding yourself as
well.
I notice that your eyes shine as though they’re made of supernovas.
I then wonder if my subconscious made this metaphor intentionally, comparing them to dying stars.
You’re a dying star, collapsing and burning up in your own toxicity. The most beautiful people always do;
they’re breath-taking and illuminating, exploding with light and grace.
And then they die, they fade away with nothing left but a fingerprint in the sky,
hooked around another star like a promise. Like rebirth.
I’m wrapped up in simplicity and spun around a spool of chaste sincerity that you just begged to shatter,
loosening my ties so I’m stretched out on display, pulled taunt with the threat of tearing.
I never unraveled; you never attempted to unravel me.
Your comets tail never crossed paths with my hair-thin thread,
though I always thought you had the most interesting hands, always open to accept the world.
Like nebulae. Like new beginnings. Like life.
Word Vomit
Finished
my hips
so I
went
for
my wrist...
I just
wanted
It all
to end.💔🔪
