i promised you i would never love someone as much as i loved you--
promised you i would love you forever--
Lost.I want to get lost inside myself
In the wraths of my twisted thoughts
In the warped, tempestuous intestines
That relentlessly attempt to purify,
In the acid that burns my stomach lining
In the veins that carry putrid blood
In the pumping of a heart
That has battled heartache and betrayal.
I want to get lost inside myself
Enter the pores that lead to oblivion
Watch the bacteria form,
Ally myself with the germs fighting an endless battle,
Surround myself with the cells
That mechanically follow the path laid before them.
I want to get lost inside myself
Through the paths of an all too twisted brain
In the eyes that have seen too much
In the mouth that delivers lies and delusions
In the kidneys that can't take one more coffee,
One more energy drink, one more ounce of caffeine.
I want to get lost inside myself
In the vagina that has stubbornly welcomed too many strangers
In the smoke-filled lungs that house too many cigarettes
In the ocean of a liver that has yet to break down the last char
take me.I want you to take me
Like youve never taken anyone before,
Like youve never touched, felt, held anyone
Like youve never wanted, craved, anyone
Like youve never needed.
I want you to touch me
Like youve just discovered your hands,
To look at me
Like youve never had the power of sight.
I want you to love, love, love me
Like its keeping you alive,
Like Im the organs, arteries, cells that keep you breathing.
I want you to have
Plenty of times before.
I am the one
that makes you believe its the first time
and know its the last time,
any of that will ever happen
layers.See, I look at you, and for a second, for a flash in time, I think you get me. I think youve unwrapped me from the layers that have kept me trapped all these years. I think youve destroyed the walls, one brick at a time. I feel like you can finally see me finally see the real me. I feel lighter, I feel less covered. I feel naked. But it feels good. Come to think about it, it feels fucking good. For a second, that is. Then I notice that I was simply caught in between one of my many layers, caught, twisted and tangled. Im trapped in between the layers that blur my eyes, blur my reality, make me see whats not there, make me believe whats not true, make me who you see who everyone sees. But its funny, because I wrapped myself tightly, careful not to let any light, or eyes, shine through. And I built these walls to protect me. To keep me strong and invincible. But whats funny is that I dont know how they turned against me. Theyre n
What have you said at 3 am?Eyelids are heavy,
and they say-
many fears are born
of fatigue and loneliness,
maybe this starlit conversation,
the thing he fears most,
with those sandbag eyes
and train wreck sentences,
is losing you.
The ConstantEveryone pretend to be kind to others, they speak of peace and love, they wish you the best, when in fact, in the depths of their hearts, they remain insidious.
There are always variables, things that may you like it or not, but I'm here today to tell you about the only constant I know: you.
What I am sure in this life, is that I did not come to this place just to see you, as our meeting was a happy coincidence, but to achieve a dream that will put us away from life itself, to achieve a life after death at your side.
What I am sure in this life, is that the blindness in your eyes can't last forever, you will have to open them one day and realize that in your whole life, I've been at your side.
What I am sure in this life, is that you should not worry, because once we dream together, not even your demons will find us.
What I am sure in this life, is that I can continue with my empty heart, or a life full of your love.
What I am sure in this life, is that being by your side the sky has a
LOVEOne word that contains an entire universe. A single word that contains many meanings for us. The combination of your name and mine, the perfect union between two equal parts ... converted into one.
I was thinking about how many people are to be loved. But in reality is that there is just one…a first lover forever.
I've always wondered if the destiny is a matter of chance or if due to forces unknown ... Yes, the fantasy is as real as us.
Bits and pieces of dreams. Ideas, desires, fears, memories ... a living history ...
The way we'd found each other from the beginning, the way we always find the path for our particular universe.
It's the truth, or as close to the truth than I can say, certain things are beyond any understanding. Two creatures working as one unified body.
We were meant to be. Like two flames unite and blend into one.
Something so big that never get fully describe, at least not in my lifetime, nor in eternity.
Someone who shares my dreams, more importantly, my feeli
SMIH ONE PIECE ACE
You and four other ladies now held the chopstick in your hands, one of you held the red chopstick. You had hoped that it was you, because it would mean a hell of a lot to you to actually win for a change. Your top choice to pick out of the remaining guys was Ace. He was such a hottie! You scrunched your eyes closed and slowly removed the stick from your hands, you slowly opened one eye and saw that it was indeed red! You had finally gotten a win!
"Congrats," Sanji applauded as he handed you the anorexic purse. You quickly reached your hand inside and felt around until your hands touched something hard and wooden. You pulled it out and saw that your item was a match! Although slightly confused, you had a good idea who had this item. Though, you still wanted to make sure...
"Who put a match in the purse?" You called out, hoping that your hunch was right. Whitebeard noticed your item and nudged his sleeping son awake. "Hey, boy. Wake up, a girl picked your item." The groggy bo
vibrating skies echo adorationit's storming outside
and this morning,
you flutter around
in my mind as strong
as the thunder rolls in
from the mesh of clouds.
affection even in the anger
of ayem, ahem, and a hymn,
i find the hem of your voice
etched into the stitches of my mind.
a storm brews in the darkness
of incoming morn
and you are the breath
to my bristled and hushed voice
in the bout of drained vapor
and wrung loud fading moons.
mellifluousMy veins are
with sweet memories
I touch my chest
and feel the beating,
Zoro X Reader Strange Behavior
Zoro and yourself walked down the crowded street of a nameless island, Zoro needed to get his swords sharpened, while you were going to shop for more clothes, your previous wardrobe tended to become shreds while you fought with enemies. It was rather annoying and expensive to replace your clothes once ever three months.
You and Zoro had been dating for about two and a half years, you had been with him through all his training, his battles, thriller bark, and you were even there when the crew separated. When the crew met back in Sabody Archipelago, you were over joyed to see that Zoro had made it through the two years.
However...ever since two weeks ago, Zoro had been acting strange. Naturally, you knew that Zoro wasn't the social type. He mostly kept to himself, but with you he was talkative. You couldn't help but wonder what was going through Zoro's head right now. The silence between you two was starting to become unbearable. You thought about suggesting a visit to the docs to watch
The Devil's a Part-timer SMIH Urushihara
Chi now held the bag up to the remaining girls, you in particular observed the poor Ashiya as he held an ice pack up to his swollen face. The poor guy was only playing the game as was intended...it was Emi and that other girl's fault for jumping to conclusions. Hopefully, now that Chi actually explained how the game was supposed to be played..there wouldn't be anymore misunderstandings.
You volunteered for the next draw, and shoved your hand into the bag and immediately pulled out a slip of paper. The paper had a code on it as a mixture of numbers and capital letters. You heard a voice speak up
"Oh! Yeah, that's mine...could ya give it back please? I need that code...for something." Urushihara mumbled, reaching forward and holding out his hand.
Before you could hand it back to its rightful owner, Maou snatched it up. His eyes hard and cold. "What exactly, Urushihara, do you need this for? How expensive is it?"
Poor Urushihara cowered before is roomie's mighty aura, his eyes avoiding di
SMIH ONE PIECE Zoro
"I think you should go next my dear~!" Sanji swooned as he pulled you to the middle of the crowd, shaking the velvet bag in front of you.
"Alright, alright, calm down before you have a kidney stone.." You found these kinds of games to be rather childish, and therefore, boring. You hated boring things. You wanted to get your turn over and done with quickly, knowing that you probably wouldn't get a partner that wasn't even the least bit interesting.
You reached into the velvet bag and without even shuffling its contents, picked up an item that felt cold and metallic. You pulled it out to find a gold dangle earring. There was no doubt as to whom this piece of jewelry belonged to. The infamous Pirate Hunter, Roronoa Zoro.
You sighed to yourself and walked up to the snoring swordsman and poked him in the temple until he woke up.
"What? What do you want?" He yawned stretching. You waved his earring in front of his droopy eyes and waited for him to register.
"Hey..that's mine!" He reach