OKAY i posted this before but I was notified that the post sort of self-destructed so if you read something like this already just scroll past. I am giving up social networking for Lent and will not be back until Easter. Until then you can spam my instagram @spgpoetry because I have friends who are posting poems for me on there, you can spam my hashtag truncated souls Or you can kik me @theglatchster to talk about whatever the fuck you want to talk about. I honestly will miss you all but I need to rehabilitate myself and that involves quitting social networking so au revoir my lovely followers!
It’s getting harder and harder for my thoughts to make sense when all my senses go numb towards you.
six word story (via truncatedsouls)
there goes my heart
Read entirely, then outside the brackets, then inside.
ZACH THESE ARE ALWAYS SO PERFECT
YOU MAKE POEMS THAT EXPRESS MY FEELINGS AND UGH YOU’RE SO GOOD AT THIS
how is this so perfect
Meg Leder (via writingquotes)
“ I’m terrified of failure, but I’m more afraid of not trying.”
This was inboxed to me by the lovely kbhwriting:
Ageless, shapeless, loveless form.
Who’s vastness I breathe deep.
To your lack of life I will gladly swarm.
And in time, surrender myself to thee.
That boundless black, like restless sea.
With distant island homes.
That metal men in ships of tin, their bravery only knows.
But like all, in time, I will return to you.
My starry eyed love.
Mother to all, mother to me
who sleeps high above.