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I take compliments like people take shots of tequila with a little grimace, but a subtle need to try it again.

I drink tequila like people drink water.

I hate school.

I love learning more than anything and I’m waiting for the day when I feel something more than stupid.

I feel guilty about…

(Source: mysawdustheart)



Uta Barth - In Passing (1995-7)

(Source: likeafieldmouse, via mysawdustheart)

" I’ve stopped being sorry for all my soft. I won’t apologise because I miss you, or because I said it, or because I text you first, or again. I think everyone spends too much time trying to close themselves off. I don’t want to be cool or indifferent, I want to be honest. If I love you at 5AM, I’d damn well rather that you know I felt it. If I love you two hours later, I’ll tell you then too. Listen, I won’t wait double the time it takes for you to text me back because I don’t want to. I don’t care enough to be patient with you. I’m happy, you made me feel that way, don’t you want to know? So that’s how it’s going to be. I’m going to leave myself as open as a church door. And I’m going to wake you up before the crack of dawn to tell you that I’m fucking joyful, no pretending, not from me, not ever. Would you like some coffee, would you please kiss me? Here, these are my hands, this is my mouth, it is all yours. "
" How do we forgive ourselves for all of the things we did not become? "
" My heart slams against my ribs when I think of the slaughtered nights I spent all over the world waiting to feel your touch. "
" His eyes were the same color as the sea in a postcard someone sends you when they love you, but not enough to stay. "


There are people
who want to rule the world
and I just want
to take reign in his chest.

I want to orchestrate
his heartbeat
and write his undoing.

I want to lift the sun
from its grave
and tuck him in
to the light of the moon.

I want to haunt his dreams
the way ghosts
linger in cemetaries.

I want my name
to echo in his veins.
I want to burn him
to his bones.

There are people
who ask
for the entire planet.

But all I have
ever wanted
was every last bit
of him.


still important

(Source: readyokaygo, via ivanafool)