pepsimaxing:

this bra makes it hard to breathe but it makes my boobs look banging - a story by me

I’m sorry. He is taking
your place, sleeps on
the side of the bed
that still bears your name.
He keeps a calendar
of the days he spends
with me, wants to beat
your record. He kisses
my clavicles, nips at
my ribs, drinks the life
that flows out from me.
He dances in my mouth
& puppeteers my heart,
moving it left then right
& pointing it in the direction
of his glacier eyes & how
they adore more than
just my skin. Did you adore
more than just my skin?
I’m sorry. My soul is slipping
free from the prison you
locked it in. I’m sorry. I told
him parts of me love him.
He is a broken toy like me
& how I love myself is how
I love all broken things.
I am sorry. He is the goodnight
kiss, the wake up call to my
sleeping heart. I’m sorry.
I always wanted it to be you
marking me, but I can’t
sit unfixed on the shelf
for years & he’s taking
your place & I’m sorry.
I’m letting him.
Moriah Pearson  (via drapetomania)

deanscabbages:

lovelixst:

rivendellcustomersupport:

this was designed for very young children and i am not a young child i am a 260 pound man

how did you get in there.

how did you get out of there

conversationparade:

this is the amv that finally made me realize how much i actually need to watch utena

godessmoon:

applejuiceforstrider:

eternal-bloom:

THERE IS A POLAR BEAR QUICKLY AMBLING TOWARDS ME OH MY HEART

"Hup hup hup hup"

I want to watch this forever

godessmoon:

applejuiceforstrider:

eternal-bloom:

THERE IS A POLAR BEAR QUICKLY AMBLING TOWARDS ME OH MY HEART

"Hup hup hup hup"

I want to watch this forever

© thorinian