I always need you near me. And miss you before you’re gone.
(via meandtea)
California-native, femme writer, theorist and feminist who likes pretty things. Bloodstream of ink, lyric heartbeat. I queer everything.
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yours, always. (spelling errors and all)
“Turning Page” by Sleeping At Last
Submitted by clairaudio
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“Green Eyes” by Coldplay
submission from infantiloide
I remember when you said this song reminded you of me. <3
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“In the Aeroplane Over the Sea” by Neutral Milk Hotel
submission from go-to-butnoteventherain
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“Safe & Sound” by Taylor Swift feat. The Civil Wars
submission from sunshine-bouquet
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➜You wait for a silence
I wait for a word
Lying next to your frame
Girl unobserved
You change your position
You’re changing me
Casting these shadows
Where they shouldn’t be
We’re interrupted
By the heat of the sun
Trying to prevent
What’s already begun
You’re just a body
I can smell your skin
And when I feel it
You’re wearing thin
But I’ve got a plan
Why don’t you be the artist
And make me out of clay?
Why don’t you be the writer
Decide the words I say?
Cause I’d rather pretend
I’ll still be there at the end
Only it’s too hard to ask
Won’t you try to help me?
Sat on your sofa
It’s all broken springs
This isn’t the place for
Those violin strings
I try out a smile
And I aim it at you
You must have missed it
You always do
But I’ve got a plan
Why don’t you be the artist
And make me out of clay?
Why don’t you be the writer
Decide the words I say?
Cause I’d rather pretend
I’ll still be there at the end
Only it’s too hard to ask
Won’t you try to help me?
You wait
I wait
Casting shadows
Interrupted
You wait
I wait
Casting shadows
Interrupted
You wait
I wait
Casting shadows
Why don’t you be the artist
And make me out of clay?
Why don’t you be the writer
Decide the words I say?
Cause I’d rather pretend
I’ll still be there at the end
Only it’s too hard to ask
Won’t you try to help me?
Won’t you try to help me?
Won’t you try to help me? -
“Drops of Jupiter” by Train
sometimes the simplest phrases say the most…that’s what makes it poetry.
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[…]Don’t you dare look out your window darling
Everything’s on fire
The war outside our door keeps raging on
Hold onto this lullaby
Even when the music’s gone[…](via mysunshinesammy)
via mrsknife➜
