WASSUP

pretty sad / Portland, OR

lultaurus:

“It’s true loving a poet means you will never die, but that doesn’t mean they won’t make you cry Using nothing but words Adjectives and verbs They can make you hurt In the most beautiful way They’ll make your insides sting, the more that you read, metaphors that only you can comprehend Stabbing you by simply using a pen To paper, they will fold you up and save you for later For when they are alone So they can look back on their poems Thinking that their pain caused creation, when it only caused you devastation Yes dating a poet means you can never die But if I told you his words were always pretty, then that would be a lie”

— Dating a poet

lultaurus:

“Before today 1 in 4 was just a statistic. Before today I thought the chances were unrealistic. Before today all I had was pity, yet now I’m filled with sympathy. My mouth is bitter and my insides are burning. I feel so dirty and my body is hurting. Before today I was never afraid to speak up. Before today I wasn’t raped by anyone.”

— Your apologies mean nothing

lultaurus:

“Do not fall in love with people like me. I will take you to museums, and parks, and monuments, and kiss you in every beautiful place, so that you can never go back to them without tasting me like blood in your mouth. I will destroy you in the most beautiful way possible. And when I leave you will finally understand, why storms are named after people.”

Caitlyn Siehl (via serious)

lultaurus:

““People get drunk. They kiss the wrong person. And pretend to be okay. People will do anything to distract their heart. They will do anything to distract it from missing someone.””

— (via va-tefaire)

lultaurus:

“I’ve never been good
at stringing words together, 
but let me tell you 
that I find you to be
the most wonderful thing”

— 2012

lultaurus:

“I’m getting bad again but I’m too tired to care.”

— (via betrunkene-seele)

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