she curls around my thoughts
the whispered smoke of obsession
her tongue lashes at my neck
and leaves a burning blaze
my mind is hazy and crowded
with the way my heart is beating
i blow out a breath and ache
my mouth is dry as her wit
she grabs my hand and spins me round
her energy is like lightning
fast and chaotic jabbing at my heart
tearing up my careful constructs
tears are streaming down my cheeks
and they land in her laughing mouth
she rolls them around like fine wine
while i blush and hold my tongue
maybe i was only meant to feel
when it hurts so much i crumble
All is well
I know I tell you very often that I love you, but I don’t know if you really know how much I do.
A deep and persistent longing for something that is missing in the present, and will most likely remain forever in the past out the future
The Phoenix will rise again
From the ashes the phoenix will rise again
iridescent and proud
sunshine on a bright morning
crystalline water that catches every ray
to know that light intimately
how beautiful it must be
Ngl I love funding zines because how cool is it to be passionate and make something people love and support but it stresses me the fuck out not getting update messages in a month? Like if you make zines please do at least a 2 week update message or something.
With how many people take off with the money its just scary! Take the scary out of it
“I put my heart and my soul into my work, and have lost my mind in the process.” - Vincent Van Gogh
got some old-ass asks, idk what the meme was so im just going to post them
A: WHAT EXACTLY DO YOU WANT?
B: YOU. FOR A REALLY FUCKING LONG TIME. I JUST WANT A LIFE WITH YOU.
YOU DON’T NEED TO BE PERFECT TO BE GOOD.
“I despised my arrival on this earth and I despise my departure; it is a tragedy.”
- Avicenna, A Compendium on The Soul