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Teach me to love you for the rest of your life and even after that. Teach me to be the Oedipus to your Euridice. Teach me to sing so deeply from my heart that you are always with me even when you’re gone. Teach me to learn to stand up to you. Teach me to let myself be a nymph and you, Apollo. Teach me to know that just because I deserve a god does not mean that I should instantly snatch one up. Teach me to hold the world up. Teach me to have the shoulders of Atlas. Teach me to have the universe at my control so that it cannot influence me. Teach me to battle every Hydra. Teach me to outwit every Sphinx. Teach me to know love like Cupid. Teach me to live life as a story.

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Minimize your life and take it apart brick by brick; deconstruct the world, mute your surroundings, and learn about yourself.

turn off your phone, put your computer to sleep, and find out who the hell is ordering all those large coffees - j.b. (via youshouldacceptchaos)

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This is all I needed to see. I can go back to bed now.

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Grab her booty in front of dudes who want her.

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girls all go to the bathroom together because that’s where we rap battle

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have you ever been so wildly attracted to someone you can actually feel it driving you insane

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people with small boobs can sleep on their stomachs so who’s the real winner here

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I just want someone who will kiss me when I’m mad and lets me cry in front of them and buys me pizza and watches scary movies with me and holds my hand real tight even if it’s sweaty and thinks I’m beautiful no matter what I look...

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Grey

One sits & pieces together A puzzle A piece Every 6 Minutes A puzzle he could have Easily pieced together In 6 minutes 15 years Ago Another sits Fly swatter In hand Eyes wide & bolting in every Direction Hoping A fly Would come his Way Even though Everyone knows He's not fast Enough to Kill his target He doesn't care In his mind He is quick & he is a hunter At least that's where his mind Stayed When his body grew Too old The last Sits in his Wheelchair Eyes closed He's dreaming About his wife How beautiful she was When he first saw Her How graceful She was When he married Her & how she Is still waiting for him To join Her In the Stars He tells me About her Everyday & proceeds To tell me The same story Over & over Of how he kissed The tears off Her face The minute before He left for war I sit & I Wonder What I will be Like When my mind runs off Without my body Because my limbs Are too fragile They'd break If I ran like That I sit & I wonder What it feels Like To want More To be locked In a building Hungry For excitement & eager To conquer the World I wonder what it feels Like To be grey & I'm in No hurry, To find out

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Her Name Was Emma

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John Mayer Said It All

They say We're slow dancing In a burning Room But this feels more like Hell Because We promised To never Leave So this Flame Keeps flickering No matter how hard Anyone Tries to put it Out Fate or Accident I'm not sure But I'm so glad You let me teach you How To dance & you taught Me How to Just look at You When things get Scary Because we Are scary And I love every Single Scar On my body That this world Has breathed on Me Because these scars Tell my Story When I'm too Afraid to & I I think That even though Love burns & it's frightening It's all okay Because When I look at you It all goes away It all Goes Away.. I was your Sinking Ship & you were my Anchor You swore If I went down We both Would & that day You held my Hand When I felt Like I could Blow away any Second You really Saved me From losing Myself Whether you knew It Or not I hope You do now Because you taught me Through anything We Love The same🎈

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I’ll think of you Every time I smoke a cigarette down to it’s filter Every time I Use my phone till it dies And wake up whenever I wake up And check the time I have a cloud over my head And I just want you to squeeze me tight And drink the night Like we do. God put me in your plans for...

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Date a girl who reads. How many times have I sat and read poetry and prose starting or ending with this very line? The answer is far too many for my overwrought mind to recall. We are drawn to the mystique, the intrigue, of the one who steals away to a quiet room with a book in hand, in favor of a quiet night in their mind than in the loud, day-to-day business that is life. Girls who read tend to have more vast vocabularies, spanning endlessly into the distant horizon and the settling light. They tend to be quietly bold; in one breath, they’ll praise you and mock you just the same, and you will never know which is the more sincere of the two. Girls who read are people we all fantasize about dating. But let me just propose for a moment that we also cherish the girls who write. Girls who read and girls who write are not always one and the same, but a girl who writes is everything a reader is and more. A girl who writes will find nights like those who read, but more often, she will find herself at the Friday night party, reading your movements like a poorly-written essay and revising it in her head. She rewrites the settings around her to find excitement wherever she may be. She knows how to describe the circumference of the moon in a way that makes you wish you had paid closer attention to the sky the night you first kissed, because it will forever be a page written into her memory. She will make you wonder how she describes you to herself late at night when all she has is the residual tingle of your lips on her neck and the taste of exhilaration she feels in her toes when she whispers your name into the dark, a secret promise to immortalize how she remembers you now. She will make you want to read every word she writes as well as the ones she has never found the courage to. She will make you become a person who reads. And we all know what they say about people who read.

I dare you to date a writer

July 10, 2014

~MRM~

(via writethewordsyoucannotsay)

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i would sit in my underwear with you at 2am