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gorgeous gorgeous girls don't get jealous of other pretty girls 💌

you want to fuck him i want to consume him i want to live inside his skin like a beast in the walls of his house i want to be his birth and his death and his beginning and his end and his undoing and his armageddon and his divine creator i want to eat him whole i want him to love me love me love me love me as the worshippers love the temple and as the temple loves the lamb and as the lamb loves the knife i want to be his vampire i want to be his life i want him to tear me apart i want to create worlds out of him and destroy them and destroy him and have him wake up in the morning next to me i want to call him pretty i want to brush his hair i want to crack him up i want to choke him i want to make him bleed i want to kiss the blood from his skin i want him buried deep inside the wound of my desire i want him to be my best friend i want him to loathe me i want to fight him to the death i want to be his favourite girl his favourite villain i want to be his worst fear i want my fingers in his mouth i want my mouth on his jugular i want to be the only thing inbetween him and death eternal i want my teeth in him i want i want i want i want

“stop romanticizing (bad thing)” sorry that i have a poets soul and can see the hidden beauty in the grotesque

DO IT FOR HER

(her being you )

⚜ 𝔔𝔲𝔬𝔱𝔢 𝔊𝔞𝔯𝔡𝔢𝔫: 𝔒𝔯𝔠𝔥𝔦𝔡𝔰 ⚜

✥ “Orchid - breathing incense into butterfly’s wings.” — Matsuo Bashō, from "On Love And Barley: Haiku Of Bashō"

✥ “Black as the sweetness / of black orchid milk.” — Grace Nichols, from The Fat Black Woman’s Poems; “The Fat Black Woman Composes a Black Poem,”

✥ “Sadness & hysteria made my heart expand into an immense sick flower, grotesque blossom, huge red orchid,” — Alice Notley, from The Descent of Alette.

✥ “Evening orchid— the white of its flower hidden in its scent.” — Buson, from Haiku: An Anthology of Japanese Poems

✥ “I bathe in orchid water, wash my hair with scents,” — Song Yu, tr. by Burton Watson, from “The Lord Among The Clouds,”

✥ “Don’t compare her to sunshine and roses when she’s clearly orchids and moonlight.” — Melody Lee, from ‘Moon Gypsy’’

✥ “I was left alone there in the company of orchids, roses and violets, which, like people who are kept waiting in a room beside you but do not know you, preserved a silence which their individuality as living things made all the more impressive…” — Marcel Proust, "À l’ombre des jeunes filles en fleurs", trans. Moncrieff and Kilmartin 

✥ “I am more frail than the orchid petals.” — Li Qingzhao, tr. by Kenneth Rexroth, from “Light Mist, then Dense Fog,”

✥ “There was the smell of charred wood. There was the smell of dusty velvet. There was the smell of rotting orchids. There was the smell of sour milk.” — Harlan Elison, “I Have No Mouth and I Must Scream”

variations on a theme by elizabeth bishop, john murillo

Don't ask me for relationship advice cause I'll tell you to kill him