Maybe We Are All Crazy, That’s Why We Search For Love In Places It Can Never Be Found.
Maybe we are all crazy, that’s why we search for love in places it can never be found.
4 a.m. thoughts
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My earbuds were in, but I wasn’t playing music. I needed to hear the world but I didn’t want the world to know I was listening.
The Impossible Knife of Memory, by Laurie Halse Anderson
‘A little broken is still broken,’ I pointed out. 'But fixable.’
The Impossible Knife of Memory, by Laurie Halse Anderson
Jughead jones is literally my spirit animal
I fell in love with a renegade angel. Whose wings were torn and black.
He’d never say where he was from; Just swore he wouldn’t go back.
His eyes were stolen galaxies,his tears were shooting stars.
And though the stories were left untold I’d never not kiss all of his scars
He was the most perfect thing. My rebel angel on the run
With broken wings And a crooked smile, he must have cultivated from pieces of the sun.
One morning I rose with a lonely black feather Where his benign head would rest.
And felt the clusters of stars he left inside me supernova leaving a black hole, a void inside my chest
~ZiXo// This was supposed to be my love letter to deAngelo but my muse took it another direction….. I shall try again :)
Like Phases of the Moon
To my parents I am waxing and To my sister I am waning To many I am new, unseen and mysterious. Never do I fully show myself to those around me…only to those I deem worthy, If I present to you in my full glory you must know you are special, you have been chosen to seem me as I am. I am a complex web of something quite simple, built to forever stand out in space amongst the many planets who demand majority’s attention Overlook but not underestimated, I am like the moon. -For the Outcasts
“People write because no one listens.”
— h.h.
Eyes like islands in the ocean
The waves of your iris pulling me in
A rip current that can’t be escaped
Sailing toward the whirlpool of your pupil
Drowning in your soul
-These Windows Are Dangerous
They say the truth will set you free, So why am I still here?
God If You Are Above by Falling In Reverse
And then, just like that, we became strangers to each other.
4 a.m. thoughts, words better left unsaid
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