Poetry and quote image archive.

they ask if i’m sad, if i’m mad but they don’t realize i’m willing to die again fate versus teardrops i’ve held bombs and i have this pretentious feeling of knowing it all i strike the gong and listen to waves through t…

I’ve met plenty of beautiful people but I honestly can’t tell you what they look like.

Thank you so much! It took a moment to answer this because, well, I’ve never actually taken a moment to think about it. I think a key is to look at all aspects of a situation and who’s causing you to question yourself. …

Roses aren’t red, the detail is.

I was shattered glass but you weren’t a repairman.

you can take back the butterflies, summer and all the colors i’ll have others and i’ll grease and spread them like butter essentially another in the wind of some unholy sin the blood will thin, eventually i’ll win and i…

I like my whiskey like I like my men: on the rocks, ready for death as I devour at their first intent.

Mending hearts is as natural to me as breaking them is to you.

you touched and there was no way i could pacify my love in the air and disgust everywhere we went in and out, deep breaths around how i kept to my feet and my wings rose suddenly you were everywhere, the touch of my ski…

I came for a portion but left with the universe.