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papershredder · 7 years
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her body a warmth // a mouth open // a curtain pushed back
her body a wound in my breathing
— Darshana Suresh, from “Pirate thinks of Mermaid,” Ocean Deep
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papershredder · 7 years
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Trees
He's as tall as the trees. Redwood. And I walk by him, almost always next to him. He holds my hand and keeps me safe under his shade. I feel the soft wind brush against my face as it invited my hair to waltz. The sun shines on me so bright, I sometimes wonder if I'm in a dream. But I look before me and the path is so clear, I know my eyes aren't deceiving me. I see. I'm alive. I feel hope soar through my bones, as love rushes through my veins; an undeniable euphoria. It's as if the trees orchestrated the rest of nature to open up to me, to envelop me in daisies and happiness. But the sun got too hot, it ignited a flame and burnt off the leaves of the trees. He let go of my hand, and the wind blew harder, turning a small flame into a forest fire. I see it swallow up the path, spitting it's ashes at me. The trees, my tree, ran and took his light away with him. 060317 @papershredder
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papershredder · 7 years
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Fall/Fault
I crumble at the sound of your words
the movement of your tongue as it hits the roof of your mouth, releasing towards the teeth
Sweet sound of sorry fill the air as you will yourself to cry Yet I can’t help but get hypnotized when I look into your sad sappy eyes
I crumble Under You ‘neath these sheets
from the way my hair stands up as you touch my nape
My heart splits to molecular pieces every time you forget I’m a human being that tears when pulled apart
Love is a wretched thing.
x 52717 @papershredder
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papershredder · 8 years
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Moon Glow by Brenda Erickson
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Ann Patchett at Symphony Space, 9/28/16
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papershredder · 8 years
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woke up in such a good mood today, realizing that after this week, I only have 5 more weeks until this semester ends! which means I can go back to reading for leisure again ♡ i ordered a couple books on amazon this morning, to be delivered on Friday, and I am so excited! I am determined to finish a book in my upcoming week-long holiday and more after finals 😄
books i got: holding up the universe by jennifer niven a monster calls by patrick ness recommendations by the zoellabookclub
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papershredder · 8 years
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truth be told i am still unsure what about you that makes my heart glow and grow beautifully like the stars
is it your eyes that silently worships in the temple of my body? your ears that love my every single moan? or your mouth craving to taste my south?
but just like the earth without its twinkling stars my temple is hollow & empty
i beg you, baby you’re my only remedy so come here now and fill me
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papershredder · 8 years
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there are plenty of things about you that i could list things that I love about you ones that annoy me, too
i could take the cheesy route and say you have the most beautiful, most expressive eyes I have ever seen
or try to be a hopeless romantic and tell you that i love you because you make me the happiest, the luckiest woman even at 2:30am when i daydream of you
neither of them is wrong
in fact i meant every single word
but you deserve more than that
you deserve more than a freeverse written at midnight after over an hour of talking to you on the phone
you deserve more than a silly, little compliment that gives you nothing more than a giggle and a snort
you deserve more than a girl like me who can offer you nothing but all of me
but because i love you
i will become the girl that you deserve
the girl you’d want to spend every morning and every night of every day with
i will become the girl that would make you feel the happiest, the luckiest man even if we’re simply spooning together
i will because i want to be the girl that you deserve the girl that you need so that i would be worthy enough to deserve you because you are all that i need
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papershredder · 8 years
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movie on a loop
cinematic, poetic
for a moment, I thought
we’re a fuckin’ indie movie
low lights, muted colors
music neither of us recognize.
poignant and true.
someone gave the pen to Hemingway
‘cause hills and elephants
were crowding our way
except this time
it was all me.
six weeks
and x days
distress clearly painted on my face.
you flooded me with apologies
and for a moment
i believed you
were leaving me.
but you stayed
regardless
of the one way conversations,
sudden bursts of tears,
pointless self-loathing,
of finger-pointing,
and eating for two.
you stayed
even after
it’s all done,
responsibilities over,
dues paid.
you said you are staying
unless i ask you to leave
and I won’t ever.
if i could
i would let this movie play forever.
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Symbols in Renaissance Art
Lilies: Found almost exclusively in annunciation scenes, the lily symbolizes Mary’s purity. In some accounts the golden anthers in the center of the flower represent the “radiance of her soul”. 
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papershredder · 8 years
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next to your eyes i adore your mouth the most covering me in kisses whenever we’re together reminds me that a flawed woman like myself deserves affection too hearing your contagious infectious laughter makes me feel at ease like i shouldn’t worry about tomorrow cause right now i’m with you and the things you say to me remind me of how lucky i am to finally rest my head on someone real
you
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vincent van gogh, almond blossoms, 1890
claude monet, morning on the seine in the rain, 1898
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Trevor breaks down the presidential race between Hillary Clinton and Donald Trump.
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papershredder · 8 years
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He’s in my bones I’m in his head I guess it hasn’t really sunken in that this could just all be in my head
That maybe I am thinking about him of him too much so much
But he is in my head in his unmade bed Georgian, born and bred
He touches me and I fall under a spell His mouth reaches mine and I lose all my shit
But reality bites and it’s time to go home again to close my eyes and fall asleep
Fingers crossed
he’d still be there even after I dream.
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papershredder · 8 years
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he stares at me as if I'm a work of art
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