(via catpeoplee)
Thoughts. Silly. I’d rather
sink my teeth in your neck,
seriously, knock you down
on the floor — all for love.
You’ll forget my lousy
poems but if I could just
mar you or something. Nothing
nice ever sticks but boy
a scar — If I could ever
really bruise you with
my feelings, them, so infinitely
forgettable & gone.
(via fuckyeaheileenmyles)
(via wavepoetry)
i am incapable of not reblogging this
I could cry tbh
i am not worthy
I can’t even begin
Tattoo Art by French artist Xoil (x)
seriously amazing. these look like collages. and I love collages.
(via agodamongmen)
(via hiddenscout)
(via manaftermidnite)
I am beginning to know
I am gold a transforming
ship
the clipped end of an
utterance I was saving
for you when I saw your
swinging lightthe door approach
and everything moves
close
(via fuckyeaheileenmyles)
I find you in storms,
I feel you in the lightning,
I miss you in rain.
