A Day in the Life

sinandserotonin:

sunsets
are awfully
sad

to say the least

and I enjoy them
in the way that
I enjoy movies
where things
don’t work out

but I’ve never really been
a big fan of either

because I’m no stranger
to tragedy or the feeling
of suffering and catharsis—

it’s just not my thing
to be in agony for

You felt like fresh air
And everyone else is stale

You felt like new socks
And everyone else is dingy

You felt like summertime
And everyone else feels like winter

You felt like winning
And everyone else is a loss

You felt like an answer
And everyone else is just a question

You felt like assurance
And everyone else is uneasy

You felt like freedom
And everyone else feels like prison

You felt like home
And everyone else feels like a stranger

You felt like sin
And everyone else feels like death

You will never know how you really made me feel

When I was a young girl
The first man to ever love me
kissed me on my forehead

When I was a young woman
the first guy I ever told I love you
kissed me on my forehead

The first man is gone
So is the second
I don’t know about you
But I used to believe those words were sacred

Now I realize a statement so true
Will never be received the way we plan it to
Because a kiss on the forehead
has led me to more hurt
Than to knowing real love.

Never try to convince someone to love you.
Get them to respect you.

I see all these Girls walking around with no clothes on…
You’re just making it really easy to get hit on.

If someone wants to love you
They’ll take time to discover you

Learn how to be confident
And not just seen as an object

Girls need to look out for other girls
Like brothers in arms - we need to have each other’s backs

Instead of thinking only outer beauty attracts
Work on your heart and be the woman you know you can be.

Your dreams can become reality
It just takes an opportunity.

I’ve learned that no one
Really cares. No one
Really listens.
They are all actors
Waiting impatiently
For you to be quiet
Long enough so they
Can go on about
Their problems
But the difference between
You and them-
They’ll ever finish
And you’ll always listen.

onthefritz007:

“Poetry is the liquid voice that can wear through stone.”

— Adrienne Rich

doodlemedead:

Hives tease and prick
Anxious saturation
I begin to twitch
Tourette’s choosing the duration
Of this scratch, this itch
Brain losing calibration

As you dub-step on my lungs
Taking you higher
Gone with the wind
Like a lost kitten flier
Drawn up by a bitch
Though none dare defy-her

I burn…

That’s deep

(Source: lachowskiz, via keeping-up-with-scott)

givemeajobplease:

I went on a date last night and then you texted and asked, again, whether I would come there. Start our days with coffee, end with you making dinner. Forever. I feel myself tug towards yes and then I remember why it will always be no with you and I.

There are people in…