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Am i crazy?

Is it insane the way my body quakes when I’m around her...

The way my lips tremble ...

And how my words twist up on my tongue when I utter her name...

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Tati My lordness

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Hanne Garthe - Deux en Un, 1977

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to all the bloggers who reblog,

to all the bloggers who create,

to all the bloggers who write,

to all the bloggers who share,

to all the bloggers who appreciate,

to all the bloggers who read,

to all the bloggers who encourage,

THANK YOU.

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https://www.instagram.com/jackvanzet/

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What I’m sure of… 

I don't want to see you with someone else. 

I don't want to know the faces of your children. 

I don't want to be that ex that keeps in touch. 

I don't want to play the role of an old friend. 

I didn't sign up for that. 

I can't settle for that.

The reality is… 

I’ll do better in a world where I never have to read your name,

In a world where I never have to hear your voice,

In a world where I never have to see your face.

That world is a better place for me.

The Love that used to love me… 

will understand that.

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2020+ Visions and Dreams

I want to dance in the rain

I want to design and wear my clothes

I want another nose piercing

I want to pole dance

I want to see snow

I want to visit the ocean

I want a photoshoot in the park

I want to perform live

I want to finish my story

I want to be published

I want to be healthy

I want to fall in love again

NEW ZEALAND

I want to buy a home

I want to spend the holidays with my parents

I want to fake action fight

I want a new tattoo

I want to feel sexy

I want to have an adventure

I want to go somewhere new

I want to dress up and feel silly and beautiful at once

I want to smile

I want to be a mom

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That new journal feeling

The smell of unturned crisp pages

The tightness of an unstretched bind

The purity of uninked lines

The boundless opportunity for dreams and imagination

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There was a period when I had a hard time reconciling all the different parts of me in a way that I thought would make sense to others.

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“Freedom is what you do with what’s been done to you.” ~Philosopher Jean-Paul Sartre

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It's like I'm numb to everything.

And when I do feel, its like flares.

Hardly takes anything to set me off.

I can be sitting here on empty...

And then,

Explosion.

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I'm not open and I'm not honest about my pain because I'm one of the broken ass people that are not allowed to be broken because to be broken is a privilege that I've never been afforded I'm not allowed to be sad or tired or angry can't be "too" happy neither I don't get to take that break because there is no sympathy in my failure

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“All you gotta do is ask...”

Cole World

- @thehippesthop -

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Chapter Unknown

“She leans into me and I can see her spirit shifting from pain to something else. She was looking at me in that way again. That paralyzing way.

I do my best to avoid her eyes. All-knowing the way I’d fall into her trance. But I can feel her eyes on me. Seeing me like what I was, in desire. I felt her hand cup my face, asking for me but I still refused to look into her eyes. I feel her lips at the side of my mouth. The smell of her, like mint. I want to taste her but I don’t. I pull away.

“I need you.” she whispers sweetly. And I know what it means. 

She pulls me back in close and I don’t resist. I let my eyes meet hers. All silver and bright. All wanting and hungry. She pulls me closer by the nape of my neck and I can feel her tongue against mine. 

She positions me back on the bed. Her body above me. I want to stop. I want to tell her no, that she can’t have me again. But I don’t. I let her unclothe me and slide between my legs. Flesh to flesh and warm, I’m wet and she’s inside me. Pulling me in long strokes that hurt with the best type of pain. 

I let her hands lead and contort me to her like. Her body writhing on beat with mine. In sync with mine. Her breathing heavy on me now like a sweet summer sun, that she is. She arches and buries her face into my collarbone. Plants a kiss on my neck. I quiver and my body breaks to her. She knows it as I know it. This is love.