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August 14, 2014

AZRA darling, your mobile theme is absolutely killing it

Thanks BABE I am the QUEEN OF AESTHETICS my home is going to be beautiful my partner is gonna look like a well put together piece of art

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Published on August 14, 2014 00:00

August 13, 2014

"I know that you will take me by the hand and undress me and press your mouth to the parts of me that..."

“I know that you will take me by the hand and undress me and press your mouth to the parts of me that I hate the most. I will still hate them but you will not and that will stay the same.”

- Azra T, A Perfect World (via gymleaderbrittany)
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Published on August 13, 2014 20:25

Who did you sell your soul to for that cute face and all that talent, and how can I get in touch with them

Oh my god you’ve reduced me to a delighted child I can’t talk :*

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Published on August 13, 2014 10:43

Ugh. He is such a comfortable place to be. Why is he leaving? What shall I do without that? Answer: probably have to learn to be a stronger woman. Damn.

I’m sorry I know I shouldn’t be giggling but that just took such a teenage tone like “FOR GOD’S SAKE MUM CAN YOU PLEASE GIVE ME ANOTHER PIECE OF ADVICE I GET IT BE A STRONG WOMAN BLAH BLAH NOW WHAT?” You’re allowed to mourn the people you love who made you feel good. Be sad for a while! Be sad for as long as it takes for you not to be sad anymore! Strong doesn’t mean that you stop feeling shit. Just means that you don’t let it consume you x

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Published on August 13, 2014 09:31

"Leave if your love hurts you. Leave if it is always more pain than it is joy. Contrary to what..."

Leave if your love hurts you. Leave if it is always more pain than it is joy. Contrary to what they’ll tell you, love does not make the world spin round. You can want someone, baby. You can want them until you’re raw. That kind of longing can turn you into water after a live wire has been thrown into it. It can turn you into the hand holding that wire, but that doesn’t mean it’s right. It doesn’t mean you should stay. Don’t hang around just because you’re scared that you’ll never feel that kind of electricity again. It’s not true, it never was. The thing is, you were made to be touched by hands attached to a body that finds itself at rest when it’s with you. That finds itself quietly trembling when you’re together. Those hands need to come with gentle words and an honest mouth. A mouth that says your name in a way that sounds like the very definition of “falling.” So don’t take less than that. Don’t take half of that.



Above all, if it hurts, go. You’ll fall in love so many times that you’ll lose count and it’ll shake you. Tiny vibrations like tectonic plates with every stranger who you looked into the eyes and made your body feel new. Find a love that makes you feel new, and better. Always like you’re moving and staying still at the exact same time. Grow, expand, and if it hurts, leave.



- Azra.T “Lessons #2”  (via 5000letters)
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Published on August 13, 2014 09:28

August 12, 2014

Are you gay? Like for real. Not that it matters but i just kinda curious ☺

I’m about 75% straight. People are just really super beautiful regardless of gender so idk

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Published on August 12, 2014 21:12

"In another world you and I would have been perfect for each other. Don’t ask me how I know this, I..."

In another world you and I would have been perfect for each other. Don’t ask me how I know this, I do. This isn’t a question or a prayer or a hope. These are the facts: in another world, we would have been perfect for each other. In this world I imagine that I would still drive you crazy. That’s okay, I wouldn’t want it to be different. Because I’ll still call you lazy and you’ll still be trying to figure me out and we’ll still be touching each other at all hours of the day. No complications. Just like that. So easy that we could never imagine that in another world it wouldn’t be just the same. Just like when you drop juice on your beard and I wipe it away with a finger. Like that. Just like feeling cold in the winter and rolling over to curl into the warmth of you. Like that. Just like running knuckles down the bridge of your spine and feeling your arch like a cat.



In this world, we are kissing each other constantly. I am always trying to drink the coffee from your mouth and I am always unwilling to let you finish your sentences. We are childish in our longing and these are all kinds of kissing. Desperate ones, bird pecks, nose touches, long, slow tongue-filled cusps. These kisses feel like enough because they are. Because there is no time limit and no guilt. Because in this world, I know that you will take me by the hand and undress me and press your mouth to the parts of me that I hate the most. I will still hate them but you will not and that will stay the same.



In this world, we are always fighting for who’s on top and most of the time, you win. My wrists will end up caught in your hands, your teeth marks on my shoulders for days. But there are quiet moments in nondescript evenings when I will sit on your lap with my hands on your shoulders and our spirit music is swelling everything with emotion, you will take my chin into your hands and look into my eyes and say ‘you consume me.’ In both this world, and the other one, I will shiver from the onslaught of you.



But right now, I will think about putting my hands on your chest and feeling your exhale, I will tell you about the songs I like and how I hope they will make your soul feel joyful. In the world we live in, I will call you at 2AM and fall asleep to the noises you can only make at night. We will talk about our days and the distance and everything in between and it will be so easy and so full that I will breathe the words down the line to you so gentle that you won’t hear them. I will say ‘in a perfect world, we would be wonderful together.’ And you will breathe in a gasp of tired acknowledgement and say ‘yes, i know.’



- Azra.T "A Perfect World"
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Published on August 12, 2014 17:11

"Consider me still in love
Consider me still — with you."

“Consider me still in love

Consider me still — with you.”

- Vera Pavlova, from Consider Me Deaf And Dumb (via h-o-r-n-g-r-y)
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Published on August 12, 2014 12:40

If true love was real then we wouldn't waste time on people who we knew weren't the one

You have sent me this message three times over the past month. I don’t know what you’re hoping to achieve? Anon doesn’t think true love is real and their reasoning is really stupid! Now what will I do, I’ll have to rethink my entire belief on love, too! People don’t “waste time” on others. Don’t get me wrong, some do, but the majority of the time, you learn something from a relationship, even the shit ones. People show you parts of yourself that you didn’t know existed. You learn, grow, change, through relationships. And I think this “true love” thing is a little childish. We have multiple soulmates. Possibly thousands. Give me a person, give me an hour and a coffee and I bet you that by the end of that time, I’ll be halfway into loving them.

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Published on August 12, 2014 09:17

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