nirvanafeeelix:

“The plan was to play hard-to-get. That’s right: I wasn’t just gonna go give myself away; I’m no easy catch. Can you really see me in fishnets? No - I always find myself slipping out the holes, swimming back out to sea; I’ve never been anybody’s sushi roll.

But he has lips like wasabi. My eyes water every time we kiss, makes me wish we had a porch street and a little home, makes me wish I could write wrongs instead of poems. The heart is a bullet that is terrified of blood, and love is a windshield wiper in a hurricane: nothing is ever clear. You mistake his name for the moon, mistake porch lights for the stars.. and sometimes they are. Constellations lead me home, ten thousand shades of open. And if there’s one thing in this world I’ve ever known for sure, it’s that this guy is gonna crush me like a small bug, leave me so freaking broken that there’ll be body bags beneath my eyes from nights I cried so hard that the stars died. But I’m like, Go ahead; I’m all yours.

I would kiss you in the middle of the ocean during a lightening storm because I’d rather be left for dead than left to wonder why thunder sounds like I’m not looking for someone who can save me. Life rafts might keep you afloat, but they rarely get you anywhere, and I’ve got places I wanna go. So break me in two and peel back my ribcage and cover every page of my heart with love poems you will burn some day. The most fertile lands were built by the hands of volcanoes and I wanna know what grows beneath the drone of Hallmark and roses; I want your goodbye to feel like explosives. Your lips are burning buildings without fire escapes, your hips, the Gates of Hell, if I had known Heaven exists. But this would do just fine. I wanna feel you like life lines on the palms of Jesus when the nails went through. Is that really, really creepy. Just in case it is, let me also say I want you sleepy-eyed in the morning, waking at my side like a warm summer sky born from so much softness that the horizon cries every time night fall comes to take you. I want to also make you sandwiches and soup and peanut butter cookies - though the truth is peanut butter is actually bad for you because they grow them in old cotton mills that clean the toxins of the soil - but hey! You like peanut butter, and I like you!

Love, love is like sunshine: sometimes you have to get burned to know you were there; I wanna know that I’m here, every single part of me, my heart open as the river’s eyes the first time it sees the ocean. And my god, look at those waves, listen to that thundering tide - can you imagine anything more frightening, can you imagine anything more alive.”

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ln1tohero:

two most attractive men in the world

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brokennboness-:

you’re so beautiful

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