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I’ve never been so scared.

hot kisses
of a star drowning
in her red,
abysmal hypnosis
melt into skin
through clouds
engulfed with tears,
a sky split between
a contrast
of sun brightened eyes
and a hand not met
against the window.

4th Jun 201423:2813 notes

flightedd:

Your mind harbors sadness,
A realm of static madness—
A black-frosted love
Trapped in the chambers 
Of an unkept heart.

😄
21st May 201417:047 notes

supersatellite:

It’s the first time in ten years that I’ve truly been mad at you. I’m filled with relentless rage and ache. All the clocks are ticking backwards. Time won’t leave me be and through it I’ve found I possess this burning hate for the world, and all the useless little trinkets it’s filled with. God you were such a selfish lover. You left me behind, watching me linger at the docks while you sailed your last voyage to paradise. I’m so lost without a map these days, and you knew that too, trying to replace you. I can’t. How do I navigate this place without you now? Ten years since you turned to look at me, hair blowing in the wind as your ship slipped over the edge. The tides are turning now. I am fumbling over the edges of empty pages, tracing your thoughts as though your mind still lingers here. Illegibly marked imitations couldn’t compare to the words you once curled against my ear. I know everyone tells me it’s mental to still turn over and clutch the sheets wishing it was your name that spilled against them. I’m loving you forever and this is not a choice, it’s an anthem drumming canyons deep. I’m falling in it, unchained. Clouds fill and I feel you when the rain pours in, floods my floor, and baptizes me in rhymes of lialic perfumes. You were the perfect pieces fitting against all the broken parts inside of me. Are you on the other side waiting too? These rambles run dry, but darling you’re the night. Don’t you know it makes me angry so. You left without a trace and yet I find you in everything I see. How is it that they are telling me you’re gone and yet here you are, everywhere, relentlessly living and carrying, just lingering on.

Anonymous asked:

HAPPY BIRTHDAY!!!!!!!


Thank you :)

18th Apr 201409:448 notes
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