I have a very similar blog to yours. I only post poetry and things relating...
I wish I could tell you a way to accumulate more followers, but I really don’t know how. Maybe you could follow some different writing blogs and get to know their owners/do collaborations with them. I...
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what did i do with my life before i met you? i cannot ever imagine a time in which i was not with you, or at least thinking of you. even when we are miles apart, i feel as if you are only centimeters...
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on the reasons why i am here, and not there
because the first time i fucked you i also learned to love myself. and i thought that was strange, how i could be hurting myself in all these irrevocable ways, just to come back and do it all again...
View Articleyou are the reason i write. you are my motivation.
This is what I would like to tell you: “But whateverHoweverWhenever this ends I want you to knowThat right nowI love you forever.” -Andrea Gibson Thank you, so much. x
View Articlewreckage
i should have told you that the first time i wanted to break the dishes, i also wanted to break your heart.
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some people feel so hollow at times that it seems as if even stardust could pass through their tissue-paper bones. or perhaps they feel as if they are made of glass, fragile and ready to break in an...
View ArticleCould you please right a poem about a young girl who is struggling with her...
Of course, lovely. xx there once was a girl who was like the moon: her dark side was always hidden from those around her. on the outside she glowed, luminous, as brilliant as stardust, but on the...
View Article"All I ever wanted was a world without maps."
“All I ever wanted was a world without maps.” - Michael Ondaatje, “The English Patient” (via atomiclanterns)
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at first i wanted you to fuck me, hard, so i could hurt in the process. but then i just wanted your jaw pressed against the small of my back, where it dips into my spine. i didn’t want you to cut into...
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i will never forget the night you said to me, i am tired of being at the bottom of this ocean. help me rise back up to the surface.
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once, just to see what would happen, i left my phone number in every mailbox around the neighborhood. then i walked to other neighborhoods, and put my number in those mailboxes too. along with my...
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Today I asked the people on this website to write me the truest sentence they know, based off of the classic quote by Ernest Hemingway. I received fifty plus sentences, each of them at once unique,...
View ArticleI've just learned that the emptiness, the numbness allows fear to breed,...
Don’t be afraid to show writing to me. I have never read any writing so far that people have shown me that I didn’t like. I try to be as kind as I can. And thank you; you are lovely. xx
View ArticleWill you ever publish a book?
Oh my god I have to hope so. I want that so much, I really do. I want it as much as I want the moon and the stars and that is a lot of wanting. I want it almost as much I want to travel to all the...
View ArticleYour writing reaches me like no other words do and I truly appreciate it. You...
And you will never be alone as long as you have words. They are the candle you carry through the dark; they are the river that enfolds you in its current and allows you to float when you were, instead,...
View Articlelaundromat love
on Monday i met you for the first time at a laundromat, washing your faded tshirt, one of many, with soap and water. i felt your heart collide into mine like a meteor coming to earth and i could tell...
View Article"Some people turn sad awfully young. No special reason, it seems, but they...
“Some people turn sad awfully young. No special reason, it seems, but they seem almost to be born that way. They bruise easier, tire faster, cry quicker, remember longer and, as I say, get sadder...
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