He loves playing guitar even if he can't play the chords just right.
She loves words but she's a slow reader. He loves the rain even though he's afraid of thunder. She loves running, no matter the distance. He hurts her; she loves him anyway.
Sometimes lies are the only truth, illuminated by the belief it is given.
Paint the paper towns of your past with the crimson blood of your enemies.
Protect your valley of freedom from those who wish to seize it from you.
I am Medusa; stone cold
I am Hera; a queen I am Persephone; powerful I am Athena; a fighter I am Aphrodite; a lover I am Artemis; uprising I am Demeter; sustaining I am Hestia; of hearth and fire I am Olympus in its full glory.
basically, this poem is about the hidden power you carry and the strength you don't realise you have.
I love the way you underestimate me and all that I can do.
That in itself is the greatest power over you that you could ever give me.
i hate when people underestimate me. it ****** me off so much. like, you don't know me so don't assume the things i can do. just because i don't fulfill my potential doesn't mean i'm powerless.
May the tears of the sky cleanse the earth from evil.
Has been a Man All his life And I capitalize Man Because his terms Of masculinity Include being The Man He doesn’t like the word “No” Unless it’s in his voice And under his control Control is his ego I think He likes a grip on everything So tight it chokes us And he wonders why I’m slipping away