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Loving lies and burning
When I have to pee really badly, I get nervous about perspiring for the unwanting of pee-sweat.
*looking at my posts from the past month*
There really was no reason for me to be so lovestruck with love in that time frame..
I fell in love with the weather, so I fall into love with the idea of love. Not necessarily with someone.
I’m just laughing at myself a lot right now, I get so carried away at times.
in other news, I have a date tamorrow.
Oh, boy.. Who knows how many times i’ve placed my heart on the line. Enough to turn off the charms of sweet romeo, and hard enough to make the earth flat.
Inspirational quotes are bull-shit and so are upheld beliefs in hoping and not knowing, and just holding on.. I’ve held to imaginary ties for so long it’s crossed into reality.
Only then had I cut them away.
I am not wanting to be weak in my deameanor of love, I fear my love reaches a point of fantasy, never to succumb to reality. To be honest? No one believes they deserve such a love, and it breaks me that life can’t have something like it there.
I really have a handle on my emotions, I really do.
I couldn’t help that I placed them in your awful care.
I know better now.
I guess that’s the point, right?
I mean, to understand how not to fuck up the next time around, right?
But I mean, I can’t always be keeping myself in check..
Sometimes those emotional tides need to be written..
It’s weird, emotions, they are so understandable to me and malleable and complex, they give me warmth and they help me relate.
For those of you who revel in the negative emotions, I don’t think you’re progressing, I just think you think you’re cool.
Asked by Anonymous
Are you dating anyone?
There are moments where I have deemed myself selfish, to the darkest depths I dove. If my love for love is greater than the love of a physical plane, how can I admit to the souls I’ve quaked with my passion. Each time fighting for the same true love, not taking into account the existence of man and thought. Absolved in feeling, I waste myself on the emotion and drunkenly stumble towards a Utopian desire. only befitting for a mind left un-turned.
No, my love is love in the purest state! And upon a vessel that evokes within, the tides of gilded minds flowed through crimson hues of lavender veins. I am selfish because I can, love another, with equal fervor and know it be the same. I am selfish, because I can return to you and speak softly in your ear.. I call myself selfish, for just one reason, that I love a love that humanity restrains itself from having, an underlying torrent to be dealt with as much simplicity as one would a cup of tea.
There is a magic that runs deep, into the angelic core and demonic spores.. It circumvents matter to dispense to nomenclature
and blossoms to thought and transgresses in-two ways of Word&Action, how they align is up to the individual and what they remain true to.. is again to the individual.
Spending all those lo0nely hours dreaming up that perfect situation that leads to the appropriation of old love, I wanna inhale that sweet heat from Phoenix heat.. The smell, sweeping on top the heated tar, grazing my nostrils arousing the depictions of those small memories. it was the smaller memories that have the biggest pull.. The split-second quips that sent me to an eternal down spin.
i’m really addicted to love, addicted to every aspect of it..