And So I

And so I stayed up all night assuring you that you were something beautiful. But I already knew you wouldn’t believe me because you saw beauty in every form except your own. You mocked my notions that life was more than social norms and acceptance. After all, from some perspectives we’re all normal in essence. It just depends how you open your eyes, at night; especially at night. But in the morning too, with thoughts due.

How will they be graded? With a polished comb, or glimpse, jaded?

killerandasweetthang:

i want my hair to be as long as the girl on the rights

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bohemea:

Johnny Depp & Winona Ryder in Edward Scissorhands

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No Matter What

No matter what option you choose, you’re always going to get extras thrown in, like some stale chips, that you don’t really want. Those extras will then mock your decision and try to make you break. But with mind and civility intact, you can hurdle criticisms and overcome your own worst enemy.

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Poem: Romance

You’re the swell in cheers
After justice
The outspoken
Before the 1st

It’s a singular existence
Without the force of solace
Sprinkled in lavish doses
Until grins

Depth in a glance
Too many I’ve taken
Tumbling through time
Beyond craven

Unwitty wordplay
The peak of life
Equates steadfastly
To your embrace

I want to befriend you
Without gasping and flail
But romance is an ocean
With waves too strong.

(via moon-critter)