i don’t know what to tell you
other than the fact that a giraffe’s
heart weighs 22 pounds and that
somebody once told me when
flies fall in love, their entire brain
is rewired to only know loving each
other. when one of them dies, their
memory becomes blank. i hope you
never think about anything as much
as i think about waking up next to
you during a windstorm at 5 am.

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i want to sit on a rooftop with you at 2 in the morning and listen to your favorite songs and talk about how pretty the stars are

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4.17.2014: I don’t even hate what you did to me.

4.17.2014: I don’t even hate what you did to me.

1682 Notes Posted: 2 months ago Source: inkskinned /

He is my star. My brightest star. The star that brighten up the dark side of my world. The star that gave me hope and life. I am so lucky that i’ve found my star. The star that shines upon me when i am feeling down and gives me enough light to remind me how much he loves me. I promise, i’ll remember you every time i look up in the night sky and see star. When i look up and see a star, the world stops. It stops and all that exists for is my star, there’s nothing else. That star. He gave me reasons to smile again. He gave me reasons to be happy again. He gave me a life that i thought i am already dead. He gave me so many reasons to be alive and to continue my life. He gave me reason…to be in love again. And when i can’t feel him, i know he’s just right there watching over me.

 


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One day, let’s just stay home and do nothing at all. Let’s just lay down on the couch and sleep all day. We don’t need sweet music, all we have to do is to listen to each other’s heartbeat. We don’t need a blanket, all we need is each other’s embrace. 
Let’s just talk about random things, anything under the sun, as the two of us are staring at the ceiling. Or we could just look at each other and have a staring contest. the first one to look down, will be the loser. And we could memorize each other’s face using our fingers. I want to hold your face with my hand. I want to kiss, badly. But cheek kisses will do. 
One day, all of this things will happen. And that day, will be one of the most memorable moments of our life. 

One day, let’s just stay home and do nothing at all. Let’s just lay down on the couch and sleep all day. We don’t need sweet music, all we have to do is to listen to each other’s heartbeat. We don’t need a blanket, all we need is each other’s embrace. 

Let’s just talk about random things, anything under the sun, as the two of us are staring at the ceiling. Or we could just look at each other and have a staring contest. the first one to look down, will be the loser. And we could memorize each other’s face using our fingers. I want to hold your face with my hand. I want to kiss, badly. But cheek kisses will do. 

One day, all of this things will happen. And that day, will be one of the most memorable moments of our life. 

412 Notes Posted: 2 months ago Source: eternal-l0ver /

I grew up thinking that black is black and
white is indeed white and that there’s nothing
else to describe the colors. No one ever told me
that blood, love, anger can be used for red. Or
pure, pristine can be used to substitute white. Or
how the color of my eyes can be a perfect synonym
for the color brown. And no one ever told me that
the bruise I got from my father can replace purple.

At the age of eight, I looked at myself in the mirror
and all I could think of were the words ugly, fat arms,
uneven fringe, four-eyed, inept, short, weird and all
those things that I usually hear during lunch. That was
when I found out that my name is synonymous to those
words. I grew up thinking that that’s all I can ever be.
No one ever told me, not even my parents, that true lexical
synonymy is rare. And I am not synonymous to those words.

But somehow, I found out that not all synonymous words
can be interchanged. A roller coaster ride can never be
titillating. His lips on my deepest folds is not simply an
act that excites me. But I never knew that when he said
that he wants to ‘mess me up’, he actually meant exploiting
everything that my young and naive frailty could give him.

And when I met him, the guy who proved to me that lexical
synonymy is indeed rare, I stopped comparing people to the
way leaves fall or how they crumble against a person’s feet.
My name was no longer synonymous to horrible, horrible
words. I was no longer synonymous to ugly. Instead, I wrote
his name and my name on a piece of paper. Folded it, kept it
in my journal and wished — still hopelessly wishing — that our
names will be synonymous to a love that lasts forever. But then,
his eyes that put the moon to shame are constant reminders
that true lexical synonymy is rare. But I’m still hoping that we’re
part of the things under the category of ‘rare’.

true lexical synonymy is rare

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