Azra Tabassum's Blog, page 128
May 7, 2015
"And I’d choose you; in a hundred lifetimes, in a hundred worlds, in any version of reality, I’d find..."
- Kiersten White
"Kiss me with your mouth wide open, I want to learn the molecular imprint of your insides.
Kiss me..."
Kiss me with your mouth wide open, I want to learn the molecular imprint of your insides.
Kiss me with your eyes closed, I want our eyelashes to hold hands.
It’s okay if your hands are trembling. Mine are, too. I bet the stars are jealous of how we shake and burn.
”- Azra.T “The Science of Kissing (And How It’s Not A Science At All)”
May 6, 2015
hold the person you love like they’re the last beautiful thing you want to touch
hold the person you love like they’re the last beautiful thing you want to touch
i am now made entirely of 50% stress and anxiety and 50% daydreams about raising dogs with you
i am now made entirely of 50% stress and anxiety and 50% daydreams about raising dogs with you
May 4, 2015
What can you tell to an 18 year old girl who's never kissed anybody? Sometimes, I have those moments when I think I'll be alone forever and nobody will ever like me and the thought of it makes me really sad.
I would tell you that you are only 18. You’ve got the entire world right at your feet. Go slay some beasts. Go rub yourself raw against anything that makes you feel good. You’ll be kissed. Someday, and it might be completely wrong. It might be just right. It doesn’t matter. You’re 18. You’ve got the rest of your life to fuck things up and do things properly and fall in love. Promise.
inhaler-gurl:
love is so embarrassing.
"The best gift you are ever going to give someone— the permission to feel safe in their own skin. To..."
- Hannah Brencher
May 3, 2015
"In the morning, I unpeel a new world in the lines of your back and ink it in with my tongue. There,..."
And right there, behind the wing of your left shoulder-blade, a country, a whole country, a wild new savage thing. I want to live in it.”
- Azra.T., “Sugarcane Towns” (via 5000letters)
"Inside my skin,
loving you, I am this space
my body believes in."
loving you, I am this space
my body believes in.”
- Yusef Komunyakaa, closing lines to “Unnatural State of the Unicorn,” Neon Vernacular: New and Selected Poems (Wesleyan University Press, 1993)
i love your selfies and how you seem to love yourself so much and can call yourself things like "embodiment of spring" and "sunshine baby" and i wish i had that much self esteem... sometimes i can give myself "well my hair looks okayish i guess and my eyes
Some days I felt like I was lying to myself and I never meant it, it was just something that I tried to feel. It started with “I guess I look okay today” and when I began to believe that I could maybe think I looked good. You have to just keep repeating it to yourself until you believe it, even if other people tell you otherwise. Now I’m trying to feel like that without a face full of makeup, it would be real nice to wake up in the morning braless and without eyeliner wings and still think I’m doing alright xx
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