Azra Tabassum's Blog, page 124

daysare-gone:This song can’t be played alonePlain beach, Ella...

daysare-gone:

This song can’t be played alone

Plain beach, Ella Peake / Honey & I, HAIM

HOLY SHIT YOUR HAIR IN YOUR SNAPCHAT

Omg I haven’t straightened it in like a hundred and five years, it’s so strange, it’s like where is the rest of my head???

HOLY SHIT YOUR HAIR IN YOUR SNAPCHAT

Omg I haven’t straightened it in like a hundred and five years, it’s so strange, it’s like where is the rest of my head???

"So in my defense, when he touched me, the lights of my body came on.In my defense, the windows were..."

“So in my defense, when he touched me, the lights of my body came on.

In my defense, the windows were thrown open. In my defense, spring.”

- Cristin O’Keefe Aptowicz, from “Not Doing Something Wrong Isn’t the Same As Doing Something Right” in her book, The Year of No Mistakes
(via howsey)

Azra, I'm afraid to love. Heck, I don't even know what it means to be in love. How do you do it so fearlessly?

You just gotta find someone who makes it impossible to be anything but completely in love with them.

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i forgive the world because it has you

Poetry dies. Blood is not beautiful, it's just red.

This would be a good thought if it was an original one. Unfortunately, Kait Rosowski thought of it before you.

"I tell myself, that you are onlya moment. Howin this universefull of moments, we’re just..."

“I tell myself, 

that you are only

a moment. How

in this universe

full of moments, 

we’re just two stars

that found the same orbit.

I tell myself that 

it doesn’t matter.

if we fall out of love,

fall out of orbit,

stop chasing our heels, 

stop touching each other,

like sunflowers 

are growing from 

our skins. I tell myself

that you are not the sun

and I am not the greedy Earth.

A mantra or a prayer,

I tell myself,

that it doesn’t matter

if someday, 

I cannot hold 

the soft mass of you

in my arms. 

That I will 

love you properly

here and now. 

What I mean is, 

if we are a moment, 

I want us to track through

forever with our dirty shoes,

and our suitcases. If we are

a moment, let it be 

now and now and now.”

- Azra.T “Chasing Tails” 

"I peeled the back of the moon, and found you sitting in the dark of a crevice, playing the banjo...."

“

I peeled the back of the moon, and found you sitting in the dark of a crevice, playing the banjo. You were smiling at a joke you’d share with me ten years from then. I took you by the hand and danced with you to the edge and we looked at Earth together. How small and how grand it was. How infinite the space between our fingers. I carefully shared my sighs with your mouth and told it a secret I’d tell you ten years from then.  

You said ‘do they feel lonely down there.’ And I looked at you. Your wide mouth brimming with oceans, your trembling eyes, how they always leaked seawater. Always shaking, always dripping something. I looked at you and I thought ‘you are an entire universe.’ I looked at you and I said 'yes, they’re lonely. They’re lonely and glorious with it.“

”

- Azra.T “Conversations with a Moon Made Man”