#userobsceneic

[cristinarosales-archive]

❝ i see a world on the edge of a blade. without balance, it will fall. ❞

[slcrowe420]

in the golden rays of dawn he looks a little more like an angel than my corrupted soul is comfortable with i look at him and think: if you will be my apollo i will be your icarus i study the planes of his face and think: i will fly for you and i will fall for you in the dancing light of sunset he looks too much like a hero for me to keep him locked in the cage of my heart i look at him and consider: would it be better for you if i freed you i ponder the slope of his shoulders and consider: could i survive such devastation in the neon glow of midnight he looks just dangerous enough to be the other piece of me i look at him and wonder: can even the heavenly dance in the dark i admire the curve of his neck and wonder: will he stay long enough to find out

i am my own darkness but you are my light. (slc 09/18/17)

[chrysoulis]

i can hear myself in the sound my fingers make when they                         T A P           against my thighs and i worry that everyone else can hear it too hear me screaming without words                 who                               i am                 what i seal up my mouth and ears to hide myself but it’s not enough my body speaks on its own          it’s          not          enough you offer me the world but i already have one of my own and i don’t want to leave tap           tap                     tap                               my fingers                                                       nothing left to do nothing left to see                                  nothing is enough so everything will have to suffice

—living life in fast forward  | p.m.r.

[derrickperegrine]

Sjfksajdls congrats on 900 that's amazing!!!!! ☁️ And (I can't find the star ummm ⭐ ?) For either this blog or @tujours-pur Have a good day !

thank you so much!! you’re so nice

@tujours-pur

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reb celebrates 900

[obsceneic]

ur tags on my poem skbckbdkx ily lau ♡♥♡ (also heck yeah track #obsceneic?? i wanna tag u in everything??) and pshaw u exude talent ok u ARE the emmy don't deny it or i'll fite u

It was?? Amazing. Are you making a chapbook or is preferences just individualy connected poems?I will .. Fite me (ง'̀-'́)งAnd backed by popular demand I'll track #userobsceneic but idk who else is planning on tagging me haha!

[slcrowe420]

you are a patchwork of tragedies and mistakes what was once golden has crumbled in your hands when the dust settles, will you be able to forgive yourself? will you be able to live with yourself?

DOES WHAT YOU’VE BECOME HAUNT YOU (s.l.c. 09/13/17)

[slcrowe420]

BOY light in your eyes, love in your heart the wonders of the world keep you up at night all you know of pain is from skinned knees and a broken heart freedom is not just a concept, it is a living breathing beast SURVIVOR tears in your eyes, hate in your heart the skeletons in your closet keep you up at night life is bleak, a gray existence carved out of a world that does not care hope tastes bitter on your tongue, but you cannot wash it away

(08/21/17 s.l.c)

[slcrowe420]

RED: the colour of apples the colour of ladybugs the colour of her sun dress the first time she kissed you the colour of your blood after you skinned your knee the colour of anger, of shaking fists and gaping holes in your heart the colour of your lipstick the night it all ended

COLOURS IN REAL LIFE (08/30/17 SLC)