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unpopular opinion maybe but waking up to rain on a quiet weekend is quite literally the most magical thing in the world

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I wonder.

I wonder if I’ll ever be what I want

I wonder if I’ll be a lawyer or a super cool investigator who cracks all these cold cases

but,

is that really what I want?

would I prefer that over writing about her pretty plum limps tasting like peaches or would I prefer the life of seeking justice for the humiliated and the wronged?

would I prefer spending hours writing over sculptures I see on my walk? How his muscles seem like they were carved out of clay with only the gentleness of a god?

I wonder if that’s it.

would I prefer the like of poetry and rhythm and rhyme, where I would spend hours day and night writing and writing till my hand slips; till I die.

or would i prefer the like of cheeses and wine and spitting a crime, where I’ll spend hours reading papers,reading faces,reading lies. Where I’ll act as if I’m Spencer Reid.

I wonder if that’s it.

I wonder what I want.

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a letter to jade

Her blood was on

my

hands. mine.

nobody else's.

if we hadn't loved like we did..

would she be safe? would she be in my bed? or would she be in his?

I see her green eyes in my dreams.

if you'd call it a dream..

it feels like more of a nightmare.

seeing someone you hurt so much every night

if her green eyes survive the week i'll tell her i hate her.

that i hate her pretty green eyes

her pretty brown hair

her pretty gold skin

her pretty pink lips.

that i hate her so much for loving me

that I love her.

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jade and ruby

...sequel?

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within the blade against my skin and the will in my eyes.

I saw her come running.

I heard her screaming.

I saw her pain.

I saw her pain,for me.

I saw as she ushered to my height.

Feeling her hands against my wound.

I felt her once again.

Seeing the pain in her eyes.

I could no more.

My eyes bare with guilt closed tight.

And it all went black.

her eyes as red as ruby.

and her heart of now stone.

i yearn for her now.

but not before.

we weren’t meant to be then.

but just maybe, we are now.

it was too late to know.

the knife had done it’s job in the hands of a girl blinded by a love she could not have.

till this day I wish I gave her,

my hand.

to the last of us.

I may now rest.

Rest in the arms of the one who taught me love.

I was at fault for falling as graceful as a dove.

-the last of us.

i actually hate this ending to Jade and Ruby.

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im so fucking determined to get better i swear to god lets do this bitch lets go

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This poem is a little more personal and not in character.

TW// mention of ED.

How could I not fall in love with my illness ?

I fell in love with a girl named ana.

One who was pretty on tumblr.

One who was pretty on girls with thigh gaps and rib cages.

One that made me feel in control.

Ana was my bestfriend.

Ana was my love.

She was the one keeping me at bay.

The one that made me hold on till May.

How could I not fall in love with her when everytime she was around, I would get compliments.

Compliments on how much weight I’d lost and questions surrounding the topic of how I had accomplished it.

My answer was “I cut off dairy”

It WASNT exactly a lie.

See Ana is lactose intolerant.

You see Ana is intolerant to everything here and there.

From bread to cheese.

See I was never a fan of throwing things up.

And I couldn’t let her do it herself.

So I too became intolerant.

Intolerant to the constant dizziness

the slow pulse

the hair loss

the empty stomach.

see that was my favorite part.

When ana made my stomach ache with hunger.

Oh how I loved that feeling.

I was in love with Ana.

So tell me now.

How could I not fall in love with my illness.

#poetry #menatl health #poem #recovery #relapse prevention

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nvm new blog

New theme coming after I complete my Jade & Ruby series? Orrrr?

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New theme coming after I complete my Jade & Ruby series? Orrrr?

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but I will soon forget the color of your eyes.

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Sylvia Plath, The Bell Jar

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swear? I don’t believe you.

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he is half of my soul,as the poet say

- The song of Achilles

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male nude - gustav klimt (1880) // 9x01 // the dying gladiator - pierre julian (1799) // patroclus - jacques-louis david (1780) // 9x03 // male back with flag - michelangelo (1504)

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must i pursue a career? is it not enough to be obsessed with classic literature, books museums and old records?

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You're coming back and it's the end of the world

mitskilations 21:32

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i can't love you in the dark

adelelations 11:01