February 2012
154 posts
I often forget how discriminated homosexuality can be. I have lived in such a world where it’s wronged, sinned, blackened- And yet I’ve found such a supportive group of people that I forget that it’s not “normal”. It’s only until that moment of clarity, the moment that slaps you in the face. Like a train slamming on it’s breaks, screeching… Almost...
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I adore every little thing about you…
Especially your smile, the quirky way you laugh
Your hands compared to mine,
Their sizes, shapes, the lines that swim beneath our palms-
The way you hold me like I’m meant to fit in your arms,
Safe, comforting and timid all at once.
I can hear your breath running down my neck,
Whispering words, nervous to utter-
Afraid to conceal.
Like...
caffeine high, caffeine high, caffeine high.
$#$(^$@!
I woke up an hour later when she sat on my bed, her butt against my hip. Her underwear, her jeans, the comforter, my corduroys, and my boxers between us, I thought. Five layers, and yet I felt it, the nervous warmth of touching- a pale reflection of the fireworks of one mouth on another, but a reflection nonetheless. And in the almost-ness of the moment, I cared at least enough. I wasn’t...
Anonymous asked: what kind of girls do u like?
Beginners
Anna: Why do you leave everyone? Why did you let me go?
Oliver: Maybe because I don't really believe that it's going to work and then I make sure that it doesn't work.
Volatile: I know there’s no way I can convince you... →
I know there’s no way I can convince you this is not one of their tricks. But I don’t care. I am me. My name is Valerie. I don’t think I’ll live much longer, and I wanted to tell someone about my life. This is the only autobiography that I’ll ever write, and – God – I’m writing it on toilet…
I push away… Because that’s all I know how to do.
This scar is a fleck on my porcelain skin Tried to reach deep but you couldn’t get in Now you’re outside me You see all the beauty Repent all your sin It’s nothing but time and a face that you lose I chose to feel it and you couldn’t choose Live through this, and you won’t look back… Live through this, and you won’t look back… Live through...