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Oct 2013 fragile

w13

Oct 2013 fragile

R

w13

from a size thirteen down to
eleven
could starving get me into
heaven?

Oct 2013 fragile

Cutting Thoughts from Tumblr

Oct 2013 fragile

R

Cutting Thoughts from Tumblr

ive seen the pictures and gifs of
when people go to far when
cutting.
and honestly, i get
so scared.
to think that people can just
open themselves up and
let blood pour and
spill and not have a
second thought about it
because they are just trying to
let their demons out.

but then i remind myself that
i do the same and that i
could end up on the
bathroom floor if i
dont be careful and
end this addiction
i have.

Oct 2013 fragile

insomnia for the heart

Oct 2013 fragile

Courtney Snodgrass

insomnia for the heart

It is half past one in the morning and
The red digits from the alarm clock
Lecture me for thinking about you.

The pillow next to me
Harbors your absence,
And the loneliness holds me.

I glare at the numbers,
Fully aware that I will be exhausted come morning.
Then the time changes and it is one thirty-one.

Oct 2013 fragile

loved & lost

Oct 2013 fragile

thrcy

loved & lost

For there was a girl
who was dearly in love with a boy so much
that she'd do anything for him, anytime
for she 'loved' him so
more than the band she liked for years
than the great pleasure of books
poems she wrote about him
sweet tunes of throwback songs
serene sound of the oceans
boarding to her favorite place
pictures of her in her childhood days
laughter she shares with her friends when I good joke is told
the rare bond moments she has with her family

For there was a girl
who was dearly in love with a boy so much
that she'd do anything for him, anytime
and the things that used to mean so much to her
were so distant from her now
and she could barely recognize the amazing feels
she had with those wonderful things

For there was a girl
who was dearly in love with a boy so much
that she'd do anything for him, anytime
was willing to give him everything she had
to hope it will change him in anyway
for the better, she said

For there was a girl
who was dearly in love with a boy so much
that she'd do anything for him, anytime
that there's one thing she forgot to do
has forgotten to love herself too

Sep 2013 fragile

ecstasy

Sep 2013 fragile

OldSoul

ecstasy

You taste like smoke
Smell like cologne
Skinny jeans
You got it going on
My baby has tobacco lips
Sweet pink cherry lips
With a inside taste of my dreams
One kiss and you're hooked
Put your fingers through my jean hoops
Pull me closer so I can hear your breathing
Kiss me like you never want to let me go
Baby I love you so
It sounds like a song
But its not
Yes my hair smells like strawberry's
You say that all the time
Can't get enough of my coconut skin
I know you're hooked
Just like me, we're in this together
This love is forever
Sweet ******* on those lips
Come a little closer so I taste those sweet lips
Sweet Ecstasy when you touch me
Sweet bliss when you release me
Make me yours
I am yours
Your are mine
All mine
Bite my lip
Pull my hair
Say you love me forever
Those eyes how they crave me
I see how you undress me
Come a little closer if you want the real thing
Those jeans look mighty fine on those body
Looking all hot with those tattoos
Sweat dripping from those black hair
Yes baby make me yours, Now.

Sep 2013 fragile

Thirty-six Hours of Silence

Sep 2013 fragile

Madisen Kuhn

Thirty-six Hours of Silence

I don’t have a problem with saying too little, you don’t have to carve inspiration into a health room desk or vandalize a bathroom stall to get me to tell him how I feel. I have a problem with acting as if it’s four a.m. all day long and forgetting that you don’t need to know about my every mood swing: my Sunday highs and Tuesdays lows and Thursday nothings. I think my biggest fault is bothering you to tell me all the thoughts that have yet to cross your mind (and maybe wishing they had.) I want you to want to know everything I feel at any given moment: what I thought of this evening’s sunset and how long it took me to fall asleep last night and why track two of my favorite album makes me feel like I’m in a dream. I want you to want me to know why you painted your bedroom walls yellow and how often you floss your teeth and which day of the week you feel happiest on. But most of all, I want to know everything you feel, even before you’ve felt it.

Sep 2013 fragile

WHAT BUGS TAUGHT ME

Sep 2013 fragile

little bear

WHAT BUGS TAUGHT ME

i sat silently
and watched the bugs crawl by.
they weren't butterflies,
or caterpillars,
or ladybugs.

i watched the flies
and the crickets
and the ants.
moving in a secret art no one bothered to take note of.

they were the friends i met in the hallway.
they were shy,
but if you looked at them long enough,
you could see the beauty no one else saw.

if you find beauty in the bugs everyone does not find beautiful,
you can find it in others.

people are like bugs,
similar, but different,
each holding their own design.

everyone has beauty,
you just have to find it.
even if it means sitting in the hallways alone,
watching the bugs no one cares to look at.