It's been a bit since I've read Sylvia Plath's "Elm." No one should go more than a few months without it, so I decided to post it here for you guys, and maybe especially for Skyler ( Read more... )

Then they ask what went wrong
When you never had it right

jdjjahdchfuda it's getting closer and I'm only getting more and more excited, even though I didn't really think that was possible

I'll set You as a seal, upon my heart
As a seal upon my arm
For there is love that is as strong as death,
Jealousy demanding as the grave
And many waters cannot quench this love.

Come be the fire inside of me
Come be the flame upon my heart
Come be the fire inside of me
Until You and I are one.

You don't know how nice that is,
But I do.

And you throw your head back laughing like a little kid
I think it's strange that you think I'm funny, 'cause
He never did
I've been spending the last eight months
Thinking all love ever does
Is break, and burn, and end

But on a Wednesday, in a cafe, I watched it begin again.

"Begin Again" - T-Swift

Now here you go again, you say 
You want your freedom
Well who am I to keep you down
It's only right that you should
Play the way you feel it
But listen carefully to the sound
Of your loneliness
Like a heartbeat drives you mad
In the stillness of remembering what you had
And what you lost, and what you had, and what you lost

Thunder only happens when it's ( Read more... )

Everything was beautiful, and nothing hurt.

I will love you as a thief loves a gallery and as a crow loves a murder, as a cloud loves bats and as a range loves braes.
I will love you as misfortune loves orphans, as fire loves innocence and as justice loves to sit and watch while everything goes wrong.
I will love you as a battlefield loves young men and as peppermints love your allergies, and ( Read more... )

I will always be your lover
Even after our atoms are dispersed
We'll be pushing up daisies
And my crush will just be getting worse
I will follow you into the next life like
A dog chasing after a hearse...

- Difranco

If I speak in the tongues of men or of angels, but do not have love, I am only a resounding gong or a clanging cymbal. If I have the gift of prophecy and can fathom all mysteries and all knowledge, and if I have a faith that can move mountains, but do not have love, I am nothing. If I give all I possess to the poor and give over my body to hardship ( Read more... )