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May 21, 2015

sext: i scrape my teeth across your neck and deliberately leave a bruise so your mum will notice....

sext: i scrape my teeth across your neck and deliberately leave a bruise so your mum will notice. you imprint your hands onto my hips, the shape of your fingers on the soft swells of me. like this, we mark each other, ink drops on diary pages. we eat each other whole and somehow, this too, is poetry. 

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Published on May 21, 2015 15:34

He likes tame girls, Azra. Silent girls. Girls that mean no harm. It's never going to be me.

Why would you want it to be you? Why would you not want to be with someone who glorifies in your fight and fury? All the brilliant raging fire. It’s never going to be him. He’s not going to get to know the wonder of you. Soon enough you’ll realise that that’s a good thing. That he did you a favour.

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Published on May 21, 2015 11:01

"You’re so quiet / you’re almost / tomorrow."

“You’re so quiet / you’re almost / tomorrow.”

- Ocean Vuong, Into The Breach (via apensivesoul)
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Published on May 21, 2015 07:07

May 20, 2015

Do you like coffee? If so, how do you like it? Do you want to go on a coffee date with me and talk about poetry? And laugh at how we are suckers for love and boys who make us question reality? I feel like our souls are very, very good friends, but you just

I like my coffee very creamy, two sugars. When I go out I have an iced hazelnut latte with a lemon tart and I drink it too fast but I eat the tart really slowly because it’s amazing. I’ll go for a coffee date with you. Tell your soul mine says hi and that it’s been too long. 

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Published on May 20, 2015 16:46

Do you like coffee? If so, how do you like it? Do you want to go on a coffee date with me and talk about poetry? And laugh at how we are suckers for love and boys who make us question reality? I feel like our souls are very, very good friends, but you just

I like my coffee very creamy, two sugars. When I go out I have an iced hazelnut latte with a lemon tart and I drink it too fast but I eat the tart really slowly because it’s amazing. I’ll go for a coffee date with you. Tell your soul mine says hi and that it’s been too long. 

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Published on May 20, 2015 16:46

"In this story, there are no beasts
or princesses in towers,
only my mother, bearing the cross
of..."

“In this story, there are no beasts

or princesses in towers,

only my mother, bearing the cross

of our culminate sins.

In this story

we have to love each other in secret,

wearing teeth marks and bruises,

under the duvet of warm nights.

We play hide and seek with God.

I tell him that I love you in my prayers,

and hope that he understands

that this is everything.

That I mean it.

In this story, you are not the treasure at the end of the map.

Not gold or silver or jewels

but the soft pulsing heart of an oyster,

the pink aching bruise of it.

In this story, I am peeling you away from yourself

and delighting that you are

trembling underneath your skin.

I keep your vulnerability safe.

In this story, you are the edge of the sky,

and I am grasping at your corners,

holding armfuls and armfuls of you and this is joy.

In this story, we are both glowing, raw light.

In this story I am the dragon and you are my fire.

In this story, we walk up those stone steps together.

I will love you proudly

and wear it like a badge of honour on my chest.

In this story, the sun will sink into the horizon

and we will walk into the ocean together,

holding hands, doused in glorious light.”

- Azra.T ‘Happily Ever After’ 
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Published on May 20, 2015 16:44

GUYS help me settle an argument with Salma please (as she is a lil bitch who lives her life wrong...

GUYS help me settle an argument with Salma please (as she is a lil bitch who lives her life wrong and without appreciation of finer things), how many of you enjoy mashed potatoes?

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Published on May 20, 2015 15:34

coffeetooth:

cliché wants of today: someone to play with my hair as I’m falling asleep, for them to...

coffeetooth:



cliché wants of today: someone to play with my hair as I’m falling asleep, for them to whisper that they love me, and they run their fingers over my skin in circular motions while they kiss me

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Published on May 20, 2015 14:18

"and love
that rude religion
is neither
diffident
correct
nor safe"

“and love

that rude religion

is neither

diffident

correct

nor safe”

- Sandra Cisneros, from “Valparaiso,” My Wicked Wicked Ways (via lifeinpoetry)
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Published on May 20, 2015 07:25

thank you for existing. just, thank you.

You should thank God and my momma for that darlin’! 

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Published on May 20, 2015 07:13

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