Poetry and quote image archive.

Someone’s therapist knows all about you.

If it doesn’t make me feel wildly uncomfortable or hostile, I’m probably not interested.

he loved the way i smelled, tasted had a hatred for the maple texture of my skin the sweet was of another, the taste was of other candles of the essence and hope within air the hair, tenderness and souls in blaze we wer…

I only say I love you when I mean it just like I only speak in tongues when I’m heated.

Maybe my problem is that all of my decisions are calculated.

we graced the same plain, yet divided by two planes my words stayed the same although yours were an endless door it’s the first of october and boy have i been here before the door, yours and this war in my mind i redefi…

I think about you every day and truly every other minute. I know you go months without the thought of me. It’s weird when you put it together, but today was so bizarre and unexpected. I thought of you and instead of fal…

Thank God, I thought you had cancer.” “I have that too. lunch with my ex

your scent lingered of lavender and fire the way your crass was sprung from a hug turned bliss tried to write love but all has become mush my fingers bleed normality and my breath is of uncertainty you were all but ever…

I used to love September, but now it just rhymes with remember.