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Things I keep falling in love with.

Hysteria Queen  Haystack-2 by ncgirl <da:thumb id="389508864"/>


Equilibrium by iNeedChemicalX  <da:thumb id="400921865"/>  Le Corset de la Mort. by MirrorWishes

moonsongthe crescent moons bitten into my palms break apart the hard worn lines written there. a fortune teller told me it was just a matter of time before my universe crashed in on itself and my stars ripped themselves apart. your gray-sky-eyes swallowed me whole and i fell down, down, down while your piano key fingers played my melody one last time.<da:thumb id="390834222"/> he's just not that into youlong-legged and twitching like the spiders you watch run down the drain,he doesn’t call you pretty. you remember his hands tracing the ink of your veins, but he doesn’t call you pretty. he doesn’t hold the door, and you think you’re a liarbut the truth is quivering naked in your voice (we will name our children after extinct kingdoms; dead beautiful things. i will polish the dull spot in your eye that you developed after a terminal case of unnoticedliving. i will never be a cure but damn it if i won’t be a diagnosis)the static of his vocal chords brings you back, martyr without a cause, he doesn’t call you pretty and youdon’t...


<da:thumb id="349454118"/>  Calm Sea by elzix  Solar prominences by iNeedChemicalX


SnowblindSnowblind Here, I’ll describe it for you: It’s deep winter and you’re lost. The sky is ruptured overhead. The myth of progress stains you. The muted road is all that’s left (you’ve no choice but to take it). Almost solemn, but not enough to make you turn back; it’s at once an anomaly and a godsend. The indents in this bleach-white wasteland propel you further, deeper towards that howling rift. You cannot see (it doesn’t matter); the whole of it is frozen and that should be enough. But it’s not enough, is it? You still hold that question (that unanswered ) inside you, close to the skin, in the vain hope you might get some r...  ArielI am not your deity, a bowl of stars in your cereal revolves around something bigger than me becauseI'm your fucking groceries that end up in the garbage with your hair clippings andgrease on a crummy sandwich-promise of what you want to call home becauseyou can't count on me or I'll come away in your hands like broken-up breadplease don't think of me before you go to bed I won't answer your prayers  door slammed, house screamedburned red hot in december my hands in the fire place flamemy eyes on your hunger as youcrept toward me, I burnedand woke ashin your calloused, careless palmsand you brushed them in quietmotions upon your thighs andI fell in fragile dust slownessto the frozen floor, my cheek resting onthe shivering woodand I stared at your dull thump footstepsaway from my dull thump heartthe vibrations loud in my earmuffled the ugliness of the worlddeath is the sound of the door creakingshut and I am frost bitten gonedecember cold

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This is indeed an honor :iconbowplz: thank you so much, again, for even thinking of including me. What an incredible surprise and gift! I really, really appreciate it :heart::rose:

Have a fantastic day, you lovely soul.