Hannah Beth
Hannah Beth
Oct 22, 2014

I want smoke in
my lungs and gin
in my veins and
lips on my
lips and chills down
my spine to feel
nothing but
pleasure blurred
dreams sweet and
brief I don't want
a thing but craving
and need

short n quick burst of frustration at boring weekdays
#need   #lust   #escape   #drink   #boredom   #weekend   #excitement  
May 17, 2014

weekends are made of
and pain.

passion makes us do things
like fall in love with strangers
on a two day binge
doing unspeakable things
to one another
making our bodies cringe
moments of pleasure
we'll both soon forget
but living fast is fun
the best time spent!

Monday always forbids us
introducing the heartbreak game
you used my body
and I forgot your name

weekends are simply a fantasy
with their share of pain
"it was nice knowing you,
glad you came."

#love   #sex   #fantasy   #weekend  
It would seem, it's the Weekend, yet again.
The Greatest Poet Alive

Relieved background laughter,
Clinking glass, bro-fisting bros,
Margarita murmuring sorority trollops;
It would seem, it's the Weekend, yet again.

Two shockingly sober
English major strumpets,
Clearly unaware of the implications
of Kantian imperative, hitting on me,
Something, something, "Nice breeze outside."

Your small talk
about the weather is most engaging,
But now I shall sit, over there, alone,
Contemplating death.

**Every weekend**
The Girl Who Loves You

Three small chunks of my soul
Ripped right out of my chest
          Every weekend

       The same damn thing
The hugs, tears and kisses goodbye
               With them
The screaming, mistrust and hateful words
               With him

The pain seems neverending
And never getting any better
       All the bridges burned
          a single

But regret can build and build
When you realize some bridges
             Can't be rebuilt

And yet
         I can't regret him
Or the pain he dealt to me
    Cause he helped to create
Those three small pieces of my soul

          And they may be small
      But put together
   They create my life as a whole

    Every Weekend
The same damn thing
        And it hurts
   Finally having that feeling
Like you're actually whole
         Then all three pieces
       Right out of my soul

And until next weekend
I cannot feel whole

For Krystalyn, Klairety and KJ, my three beautiful children that I love dearly and miss even more when they're away from me.
Update: I haven't seen my children on two months, please copy and paste this link www.gofundme.com/r5wnpsd5  read my story and help if you can, thank you.
to start a weekend
Maddy Van Buren
Maddy Van Buren
May 9, 2015

Fridays nights always start the same
and they go like this:
I've got a hopeless wonder
you've all got bad intentions
hit me once, I can't hit back
it's a ragged jumbled way
to start a weekend
start anything really
and I'm more of a loser now than I've ever been
sitting in the blackout
maybe starved, maybe just tired
knowing someone
it can't cure Friday nights
because I never really knew anyone
had the world at my feet
and no one by my side
but you who sits there
you need to listen
because one day I'll be gone
I will have the world on fire
and the nights I needed
and maybe then you'll understand why
I spent so many Friday nights
at the top of that hill

Amber Bowen
Amber Bowen
Mar 11, 2015

I remember when I used to wish for weekends
It was time for us
Nobody came between our plans
Not even ourselves
We’d vent and release
Letting go of all worries
We’d joke and laugh
About anything and everything
We’d hug and kiss
Cuddling until our heart’s content
It was just us
But something changed one day
I’m not sure what it was
Now it’s as if I have to
Pull teeth and nag constantly
Only to spend a few hours together
On a Sunday night
Where you leave early
Because of life the next day
I know I shouldn’t complain
Every moment with you is a moment well spent
Though, I can’t shake this feeling
That you want to spend less and less time
By my side
Maybe I’m losing my mind
I always tend to wonder
If I annoy or bother you
I only want to hear your voice
To talk to you and be noticed
I just want to be loved
And it feels like you don’t even want to do that
Let alone spend time with me on a Saturday night

Choking on my own words.
#love   #regret   #remember   #him   #weekends  
Apr 9, 2014

In moments like these
we like to think life's a breeze
It puts us at ease.

Weekends with my friends
An unspoiled weekend, mine,
Ashley Somebody
Ashley Somebody
May 16, 2014

I'm excited now
An unspoiled weekend, mine,
Tomorrow begins.

Let's keep it that way.
How was your weekend?
Kendra Mack

How was your weekend?
Great, I did quite a lot!
Well, what did you do?
I already forgot.

my weekend will never end
King of the Fall
King of the Fall
Nov 15, 2014

my weekend will never end
my night will never disolve
my party will never curtail
but for now I dream

#alone   #dreams   #party   #nights   #weekend   #weeknd  
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