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The Clouds, The Stars, And You // r.e.s
The Clouds, The Stars, And You // r.e.s

the things I could be doing // r.e.s

the things I could be doing // r.e.s

And here it is: I write you like a bullet in the gut.
I write you like you’ve always felt, like a weeping wound,
like something I know won’t heal right.
I write you like crooked stitches, like numbing shots,
like dents in my kneecap bones.
I write you furious, I write you writhing,
and I remember all the nights I spent wrapped up in you
like some damn stupid girl who didn’t know any better,
because I was the fight, the blood,
the sweat and grind.
Because you were the powder, the warning,
the match all aching to blow.
Because I was a damn stupid girl
who didn’t know any better.

I write you spitting out tobacco juice
on the dusty country road of our youth.
I write you all hands, all breath, all fingernails.
All gates, all chains, all iron bars.
All these dreams about your face, all these broken nights,
all the ways I’ve spent my life
trying to get rid of you.
You — all drug-addled, brow-beaten,
jugular scars.
Me — all stop. All no. All
please, please, please.

Jericho | d.a.s (via backshelfpoet)

salmakayak:

Taylor Swift dances like a Sim

avalanchx:

cracks

me

avalanchx:

cracks

me

n4ughty-y:

I just miss you

avatardedpotterhead:

dicksconnected:

i dont understand why guys wont buy tampons because:

  1. NO one thinks theyre for you
  2. actually everyone thinks youre the sweetest person ever and there is a 103% chance i will date u
  3. nobody thinks theyre for you calm the fuck down

4. they’ll probably assume you have a girlfriend