We can’t be friends. I can’t do that. But hopefully we can be whatever makes two people exist in the world and know that they love and care for the fulfillment of another people because for a moment that person that you love brought themselves - a beautiful person - into your life and affected your soul in a way that consequently made you more beautiful.
Nothing Clandestine: Freewrite (first ever) -... →
metaphoricallyenhanced: Do you believe in something more than the physical? I was given the dance of a light It comes out of my pen and makes symphonies on paper The gift to love words into oblivion A word game of seduction, Can you hear the way I write? Whats blocked? My God given pen It was not…
Nothing Clandestine: To My Brother, →
metaphoricallyenhanced: uhm…why do you love Kiera so much? she’s not even all that cool anyway.Anonymous You’re right, she isn’t. Big sisters tend not to be. But you love them all the same. Besides, she’s like (Infinite Wisdom) and (someothershitIwon’tgetintorightnow) all bottled up in a Dominican girl. And…
CANDY COATED NOSTALGIA
Are you sure you want to remember?
Just a Taste...
Those nights spent clutching your insecurities Left me digging into my memories for every reason to reject myself When you left I slept fetal position, Rocking myself awake on a glass floor Hoping if God could see my vulnerability, Maybe He would give me His grace But in every prayer, I never prayed – I asked Him to tell you to stay I welcomed the morning’s consciousness My gullible has turned me...
awakenedphilosopher: I love you like the snow loves falling
Write because you love yourself.
I Miss My Friends
There is more on this to come…. But here is the beginning thought…. And I apologize for my vulgarity, but sometimes you just have to say Fuck You ever fuck up? Like just fuck up in a way that you didn’t even know you were fucking up? And then when you finally realize that you’re done fucking up Things aren’t the same anymore Not the same like people change Or...
Make that THREE social networks!
You just got to write.
WHEN I TALK TO MY MOM ON THE PHONE AND IM IN A...
howdoiputthisgently: I’M LIKE:
I think I'm a little Pretentious ...
Prentious: Attempting to impress by affecting greater talent, important, culture, etc. than is actually possessed Yep, sounds about right. Well… At least now I know why people look at my funny sometimes when I talk. Eh… I have fun. Oh well.
We should all just be Weird
Throw M&Ms in your friend’s mouth like they are a live Basketball hoop suddenly in the middle of a crowded hallway When you pass people tell them “Good luck on your life” When someone asks “How are you?” Tell them everything that you were thinking at that exact moment when they asked you the question Walk slow - everywhere Be consistent Care Take your time ...
It Doesn't Hurt Anymore
Instead…It heals. It scars It creates an everlasting picture of what once was “It” was painful Numbing Crazy It heals to write. It heals to love. It heals to remember until…one day, Hopefully… It makes sense. And the scar becomes a battle wound of lessons learned
Listen to the Sounds, Feel the ELEVATION →
hanifflove: TRACK 12 FROM ELEVATED THOUGHTS VOL. 1 Listen and Reblog if you enjoy it.
Elevate Thoughts Vol 1 →
hanifflove: It’s finally here. The sweet sounds of hopes and vented frustrations. #HyeLyfe and #C.O’O.P Elevate and never ever go down And reblog my shhhiiiit!!! Hahaha
I’m a coward too. Just like you.
I was thinking ...what's the point?
Not the most inspirational or wisdom filled thought to bring to the surface. And to be honest, I don’t even like to acknowledge that I think this because that doesn’t fit with my “persona” of someone who has it all together. Persona : Aspect of someone’s character that is presented to or perceived by others. But really who do I think I am if any aspect of my...
Without hope how can you get through the bad?
I'm a Big Kid Now
I don’t want to find myself in a mary-go-round of Maybes Because Maybe I’d just like to stand Two feet On the ground Ready
Actual happiness always looks pretty squalid in comparison with the...– Aldous Huxley
One day I’ll stop writing about you I’ll put an end to the semantics meant to distinguish love from confusion The moment will be direct and peaceful God will place his hand on my shoulder and let me know that’s enough That’s enough love One day I’ll stop loving you I swear I’ll stop loving you …. As soon as every computer is left uncharged,...
Why does it feel like fireworks explode in my...
Aaaaaand We're Back Folks
To Reality Love Responsibility Decision <3 I prefer a story full of meaning and impact than one of fluff and hope anyway
I’m happier. And the most fulfilled that I’ve ever felt in my life. And yet, the pangs of missing everyone who I’ve ever loved crushes me with void. The largest void that I’ve ever felt in my life. The irony.
"Cupid is F***ing Irresponsible"
Why do people call it a “Break-Up poem”? It just seems like too simplified of a term. Why not, “New Beginning” poem? Or “Hope your new girl (or guy) has gonorrhea” poem? Either way, its more complex than a “Break-Up”. And it makes it seem like the end of a relationship only consists of one occurrence. Never true. The point is, the city of Milan...