Azra Tabassum's Blog, page 169
January 3, 2015
sweet-bitsy:
What if you went out on a date with a moth and he took you by the hand with one of his...
What if you went out on a date with a moth and he took you by the hand with one of his fuzzy little legs and he was like “I want to take you to the most beautiful place I know, because you deserve nothing less” and when you get there it’s literally just a lamp
Olivia: I don't want normal, and easy, and simple. I want...
Olivia: I don't want normal, and easy, and simple. I want...
Edison: What do you want, Olivia?
Olivia: I want painful, difficult, devastating, life-changing, extraordinary love. Don't you want that, too?
Edison: Love is not supposed to be painful or devastating. Love isn't supposed to hurt.
Edison: What do you want, Olivia?
Olivia: I want painful, difficult, devastating, life-changing, extraordinary love. Don't you want that, too?
Edison: Love is not supposed to be painful or devastating. Love isn't supposed to hurt.
alonesomes:
Constantly living with the very real fear that I am too little body with too much love...
Constantly living with the very real fear that I am too little body with too much love inside that no one wants
"A truth should exist,
it should not be used
like this.
If I love you
is that a fact or a weapon?"
“A truth should exist,
it should not be used
like this.
If I love you
is that a fact or a weapon?”
- Margaret Atwood
it should not be used
like this.
If I love you
is that a fact or a weapon?”
- Margaret Atwood
January 2, 2015
i’ve ordered a black floor length duster coat so i can pull off broody detective looks for...
i’ve ordered a black floor length duster coat so i can pull off broody detective looks for 2015 and maximise my attractiveness by at least twenty two percent
"We are five year olds in the playground again, you are chiming ‘who do you love who do you love who..."
“We are five year olds in the playground again, you are chiming ‘who do you love who do you love who do you love?’ My cheeks are stained so red they feel like berries on a summer day. I cannot look at you. I stare at the hole in my socks and fiddle with my hands, I wonder how the sky looks like in other countries, I wonder how I can say your name without stuttering. ‘Is it me is it me?’ You whisper into my trembling mouth, every smile you’ve ever smiled is suddenly pressed against my teeth ‘because it’s you, even if it’s not me, it’ll still be you.’”
- Azra.T., ‘Crush’
- Azra.T., ‘Crush’
"If only
our bodies
would marry
the beauty
growing inside
them, it wouldn’t
be so
exhausting..."
“If only
our bodies
would marry
the beauty
growing inside
them, it wouldn’t
be so
exhausting trying
to love
ourselves.”
- Christopher Poindexter
our bodies
would marry
the beauty
growing inside
them, it wouldn’t
be so
exhausting trying
to love
ourselves.”
- Christopher Poindexter
What do you think all writers have in common?
an overwhelming and insatiable longing for something more than this
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