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Random encounter: Man is forced into pillow fight in broad daylight

Oh my fucking god

This is fucking magical

(via claracupcakes)

.today.

The sun
Is stretching and yawning
But I am awake
Gathering the parts of me
That sleep with you…
Tucking themselves tight around your body.

It’s hard,
Sunday subtracting the additional mess
Of me and equating it
To bad habits

You call my
Shadows
Beautiful.
You kiss them.

Your mouth curves so beautifully around my name.
It is as if it were made to speak me
Into existence.

I find you consuming
Breathtaking.

You ask me
Why I don’t write any more,
Racing the sun
Hurriedly dropping pieces of an old me…

I reply,
It doesn’t hurt any more.
Love,
It doesn’t hurt
With you.

It’s Monday morning,
Trash day.
It’s time to get rid of some things.

#poem #honesty #journal #poetry #confession

The piper
Is tall,
Never late.

Towering
He is.

So I pay.

Retrograde

Weak. This song makes my bones bend… my hips hitch… it makes me want… want.

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.she gets on a plane.

In her absence
I am plain.

Her departure
Even only
For a moment

Is anguish.

I have learned
That love
Is the needle
That burns
And releases
In one instant.

It is a word
Meaning balance.

It stands alone
Does not question
It’s purpose
But knows
It is much more beautiful
When shared.

#poem #love #honesty hour #journal #writer #poetry

The elevator creeks to it’s same hault.

The door, slides open. It smells of the people who

are too lazy to take the stairs,

the long way….

no one ever likes taking the long way.

The short cut, the elevator

waits for you

takes you places

traps you

keeps you there until 

someone pulls the doors open and you slide out 

just before it bottoms out

on the last floor.

I can’t help but wonder why man

invented something

that mocks him so.

I have no patience…

to wait on the elevator to use other people

to rise to the top…

you see the elevator does not act

unless you act upon it

and i’ve never been one to wait patiently for someone to push my 

buttons too many times…

too many times.

I’ve become accustomed to

taking the stairs.

I always move on the top floor…

I’ve learned that if I am not there then I am mixed somewhere 

in between…

and I dont like being in between too long

so the elevator 

freaks me out… 

stopping

and waiting

for more people…

Maybe it’s because 

I was an elevator once…

perhaps…

#poem #poetry #love #peace #writer #open write #journal

Groovy.

#music #spotify

.22.15.

…our bodies weep
At the beds lack of empathy
And our arms are slack
With exhaustion.

I ask you,
Have you ever
Fallen in love
With the hour…

So fleeting…
But twice a day
She comes to you
Filled with promise.

#poem #poetry #thoughts #journal

(via likestrawberriesandgunpowder)

quimben:

we are a strange species.

quimben:

we are a strange species.

(via creestalbreeze)

"Our culture has accepted two huge lies: The first is that if you disagree with someone’s lifestyle, you must fear them or hate them. The second is that to love someone means you agree with everything they believe or do. Both are nonsense. You don’t have to compromise convictions to be compassionate."

- Rick Warren (via finding-sharon)

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OMG… So cuuuute.

OMG… So cuuuute.

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