söndag 14 december 2014

"do not trust people like me. I will take you to museums, and parks, and monuments, and kiss you in every beautiful place, so that you can never go back to them without tasting me like blood in your mouth. I will destroy you in the most beautiful way possible. and when I leave you will finally understand, why storms are named after people" 

“women are considered fragile but I’ve never seen anything as easily wounded as a man’s ego

"do vampires just use their teeth to make a puncture wound and then suck, or are their fangs like a straw?"

"i'm begging to think that if someone cut me open i would bleed your name" 

"vi är alla stjärnstoff. atomerna i din vänstra hand kommer antagligen från en annan stjärna än de i din högra. så glöm jesus! det var stjärnorna som dog för att vi skulle kunna vara här i dag."
"sex is like a Quentin Tarantino movie. there’s good music playing in the background, spurting blood, Uma Thurman is there" 

"you're not a badass. you're a sadass. you cry about everything. bitch" 

"when im dead sext me through a ouija board" 
"I'm in love with you, and I'm not in the business of denying myself the simple pleasure of saying true things. I'm in love with you, and I know that love is just a shout into the void, and that oblivion is inevitable, and that we're all doomed and that there will come a day when all our labor has been returned to dust, and I know the sun will swallow the only earth we'll ever have, and I am in love with you.” 

"R.I.P to all the friendships where we acted like lovers at some point, and now we barely talk." 

"once i was babysitting my neighbor’s 6 year old and she asked me why i was so ugly and without thinking i said “i’m you from the future” and she cried for like 30 minutes" 

"so i was in the bus with this granny by my side when we spotted two girls kissing by the bus stop. the granny turned to me and said “these girls are so pretty. at their age i was pretty ugly. well, maybe that’s why i had to marry a man” i almost died omg"

how to kiss a boy:
grab his waist
slip your hand in his pocket
steal his wallet
dont even kiss him
just run

"im going to get strong muscles so i can carry the animals out of sea world and put them back in the ocean" 

"and if it makes you less sad I will die by your hand 
and if it makes you less sad we'll start talking again 
and if it makes you less sad I'll move out of this state 
and if it makes you less sad I'll take your pictures all down

you are the smell before rain, you are the blood in my veins"

“Here is what I know: 
You drink your coffee black and we are afraid of each other. 
Once you kissed my neck in front of your friends 
and it made me very shy. 
Once you kissed my stomach and I started crying. 
I see the tender way you touch things and want to kiss your nose 
but I keep my mouth to myself. 
Your collarbones are craters big enough to fit my fist into. 
You are the most beautiful thing I’ve seen in months. 
I was not good to the last person I loved so I punished my heart 
(I let it break and bleed out then roughly sewed it back together) 
It is hard to write poems when I only know how to fuck you.
I am always trying. I am thinking of Somedays. I am saying goodbye.
You asked why I never write anything honest so I am writing you this.”

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