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sagitario | latina | 17
I want you everywhere, by my side and between my thighs.
I want your flowers in my hair and your name under my nails.
I want you with me, your sugar in my tea, my eyelashes on your sheets. Write your name on me, when my heart breaks, I want it to be blinding.
one day you two will meet again
she’ll be wearing a dress that you never got to see
high heels and the lipstick that you never really liked,
but now it’s the most beautiful color you’ve ever seen
her nails will be painted your favorite color
her hair will be in curls down to her waist
and she will smell like your favorite of her perfumesyou will hear her voice
and it will take you back
you’ll remember all of the i love yous that she said and the prayers that she prayed
you’ll see her smile
you’ll remember how happy she made you
and you’ll remember what it felt like when her lips touched yours so gently
but so passionately
and how sweet she tasted
you’ll look in her eyes
and you’ll remember all the tears, all the apologies, all the i miss yous
you’ll remember the way it felt to leave her
to lose her
and it’ll sting
but only for a second
because you moved on a long time ago
but you’ll wonder
oh, you’ll wonder
you’ll wonder why you ever walked away from a woman like her.
(via burritotogo)
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Wing your eyeliner. Paint your nails black. Chin up. You got this. You fucking own this.
when i was 12 i babysat this girl for a few years and she would come to me and show me her art, drag me by my wrists and point at the pieces she’d made during the week. and she’d be like “do the voice” and i’d put on a sports-announcer olympics-style voice and be like “such form! this level of coloring! why i haven’t seen such perfection in crayola in a long time. and what is this? why jeff, now this is a true risk… it seems she’s made … a monochrome pink canvas…. i haven’t seen this attempted since winter 1932… and i gotta say, jeff, it’s absolutely splendid” and she’d fall back giggling. at the end of every night she’d check with me: “did you really like it?” and i’d say yes and talk about something i noticed and tucked her in.
she was just accepted into 3 major art schools. she wrote me a letter. inside was a picture from when she was younger. monochrome pink.
“thank you,” it said, “to somebody who saw the best in me.”
I just cried.
THIS IS THE CUTEST THING EVER
my writing style could best be described as “probably more commas than is entirely necessary”
best life advice is to not fuck with people named after a month
who hurt you
april from teenage mutant ninja turtel
turtel
oh sorry didnt realise this was a spelling bee
u ever just want to sit at the bottom of a pool or something. like if i could breathe underwater it would be a really nice, peaceful environment. especially if it was sunny and the water was nice and warm. just sittin there, watching the sunlight dance on the tiles? yeah. that’s a nice thought