

swallow do you hear it do you hear it? i'm not sure if i'm ready for this, i'm not sure if i'm ready for any of this. i want to know if you remember. i want to know if you remember that time when you made me cry just so you could see if i still looked pretty. i want to know if you remember my eyes or my smile or maybe my frown. i don't have a heart to break anymore, maybe you can break me open instead this time.swallow by ~imaduckyrawr
now i'm sitting on a sidewalk and you keep telling me this isn't good for us. i know this isn't good for us, but you won't deny that i look gorgeous under this streetlight. you don't tell me to leave. i want you to tell me everything you'


Doveglion there was life inside the bodies, i understood. but i was late, so terribly late.Doveglion by ~sheraine
it had begun, the thaw; and me, piecing you together unknowing what I had done,
so i read one book at night with another under the pillow (an echo, ethereal whispers "And if i sing you are my voice," dead in the dark of night.) a gingerbread house on my floor smelling sweet
sun was out, all around it dripped sticky muddy red on top of me and down my cheeks it ran. into the palm of my hand
Gathered as sugar, its crystals pure.
it still hurts in the stomach some days - old lord helios gone forever,
and indeed,
there was thin darkness lain like a bla


nonfiction love song i am eaten by the sunnonfiction love song by *ohsostarryeyed
holes worn in my clothes
from the radiation,
burning a hole
in my stomach
as harsh as the acid
ebbing and flowing,
oceanic,
around the isles
of my teeth.
like an old sweater,
i am unravelling by my threads;
caterpillars breaking
through cocoons,
never metamorphosing
into the butterflies
they could have been,
the very same
as you and me.
now that i have put you
inside of this jar,
chrysalis sticking fragile
to the copper lid,
you have become
someone i could love.
i hold you like a lamb,
tight to my chest
so that my air
is your air,
and our breaths hit
the same measures.
we are synchron
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"Don't mind me I'm just reaching for your necklace, talking to my mamma about this little girl from Texas"- Pierce The Veil
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