May 2013
2 posts
April 2013
44 posts
the saddest kind of sad
is the sad that tries not to be sad.
you know,
when side tries to bite its lip
and not cry
and smile
and say, ‘no, im happy for you’.
thats when its
really sad.
“FREAKFACE LISTEN SI SI,
AND ITS ALL REALLY HAPPENING
A WINK AND A SMILE AND...”
picklegazebo asked: Have you ever trapped someone in a rabbit hutch?
i was sick of saying sorry,
so i said good bye.
kill me with kindness
APR. 16, 2013
By ETHAN RYAN
Sublimate me. Elevate me. Meet me in meatspace. Meet me at the bar. Obfuscate me with alcohol. Burble in my ear. Whisper prelinguistic psychobabble in my lobe like a lullaby. Titillate me. Bewitch me. Tickle my funny bone. Run your thumb down the inside of my elbow. Squeeze my bicep. Hard, right? Yeah, I’ve been working out.
Kiss my lisp. Kiss my ellipsis. Take me...
pretty boys break hearts.
sometimes I think I’m just a mess of badly drawn lines. I’m just scrawled veins beneath paper rough skin, I wear poorly sketched scars on my thighs [skin deep red pen lines] and even my smile is lop-sided- but he never seemed to notice.
my skin [spread like thick icing over my skeleton] is a monotonous pattern of pores, a stretch of the world the sun never kissed. I can’t see the beauty in...
List of Words to Know #16
larmoyante:
Tittle - the dot over the i and j
Aglet - the tag covering the end of a shoe lace
Punt - the indentation at the bottom of a glass bottle
Muntin - the strip separating panes of glass in a window
Ferrule - the small coated knob at the very top of an umbrella
Lunule - the whitish crescent moon shape at the base of your fingernail
Philtrum- the vertical groove between your nose...
“People will kill you over time, and how they’ll kill you is with tiny, harmless...”
do you ever rub your eyes so hard, when youre totally exhausted, and everything goes dark and then you enter some other fucking galaxy of swirls and patterns
She saw him at the park once. He was the colour of dirt; with bird eyes and white, mapped palms. Her little forehead lined as she felt the bile force its way up until her saliva was acid. She counted her toes and bit the inside of her cheek, should she run? Are they fast runners? She figured this one must be if he kept himself out of jail. The dark man flashed a mouthful of pebbles and held out...
March 2013
49 posts
The Dictionary of Obscure Sorrows: icharos asked:... →
dictionaryofobscuresorrows:
icharos asked: “I think you could make a living creating words to describe such deeply intimate sorrows. It would be like going to a doctor but instead of prescribing medication, you give the torment a name, and suddenly tangled emotions fall neatly into place and with that quiet word, you can…
