Lovers - Blog Posts
All the romance. All the dreams. All the love. we thought to give but never did, at some point fades away and we are left to settle with anything that works. In the end its only what we never wanted to become, to have, to reflect that we cheer with.
Am not hopeless, yes, but am remained with a hope that can sustain me only and nobody else. Am not even right to be near to for am a time bomb ticking and i don’t want to burst with anybody.
Am not right to be loved, thus I fear for a soul that flatters mine. Am not just to be trusted, thus I am scared to trust. Am aiming nowhere, thus scared for someone to get lost with me.
Am an empty lot anything can fill yet, am so full of nothingness for something to fit in. Am in a state of despondency that nobody can revive my forlornness, am greatly agitated with myself, thus get scared for you my love when you say that you love me.
art by @kmcvisuals
A dangerous you and a confused me met, what would the results be ? A match made from hell.
Now move, mate !, what has happened has happened to a twillion of them then and it will happen to a zillion of them in time to come.
fate again.
The heart goes cold.
The heart grows old.
The repetition of moments be it trembling or joyous.
The heart loses it all in the end.
art by @kmcvisuals
Some are young rocks, arrows, spears, barrettes and jackhammers cant penetrate throw them. Opposite, lies the intricates the roses of this world the fragiles. For people like these it needs not much, a word, a gaze or silence and everything is shuttered.
Gratification.
And even if you can’t win, do the thing. Only in performing can you understand that you failed and to try is far better than to admire.
Do the thing, and when you fail then you can decide whether to learn or to run.
You shoudn't forget darling
the crucial reality
that you are,
loving people.
There needs alter,
there priorities,
there formulas,
there determinations.
Like weather,
they,at times
dont come as forecasted
and
that lamentably
bares on there love to you
and
impacts there anticipations
too.
Day of Fate.
Be natural Be plain Be comfortable Be all out.
The heart goes cold. The heart grows old. The repetition of moments be it trembling or joyous. The heart loses it all in the end.
i will not see you tonight, not see you tomorrow, not any other day ahead yet i loved you i love you and will love you for all the evers.
Someone's heart was left and frozen. Now the snow is gone ❤️✨️☀️
vorrei
vorrei creare i nostri corpi connessi con l’altro, bisognosi di essere completati.
vorrei baciarla così tanto dal rendere le sue labbra tinte di un rosso tanto da sembrare un rossetto rosso sangue naturale.
vorrei soddisfare le mie labbra assetate delle sue, divorandole quasi.
vorrei attraversare ogni millimetro del suo corpo.
vorrei farle vedere come io la vedo, quanto sia perfetta e che non c’è nulla di sbagliato in lei, non c’è nulla di tutto quello di negativo che lei dice. nessuna “pancetta”, nessun chilo in più, nessuna imperfezione.
vorrei perdermi in quelle pietre preziose immense che ha incastonate nei bulbi oculari, riparate dalla retina. menomale, altrimenti potrei finire in un buco nero veramente.
vorrei farla sentire al sicuro ogni momento in cui si sente a disagio.
vorrei non farla sentire sola, nemmeno in testa.
vorrei risolvere ogni problema che le riguarda.
vorrei essere suo.
vorrei che lei fosse mia.
Love has no gender. In this picture I was fed to show my attitude towards the LGBTQ community. You have the right to love whoever you want. Do not be shy about it. And have a good day, everyone. For now, you are my only support.
OMG CHECK THIS AUTHOR OUT ASAP !!!
𝘚𝘯𝘦𝘢𝘬 𝘱𝘦𝘦𝘬
Chapter 1 snippet
December 2, Monday morning. The warmth of your bed clings around your body, practically inviting you to rest for another hour, debating whether or not you should accept this proposal, the harsh realisation of reality barely awakens you. Hardly conscious, you bring your attention to the bright window of your bedroom, a pleasant surprise guides your view to the blanket of white powder enveloping your backyard, brightening up the depressing usual mornings of winter. Concentrating on the comforting feeling of safety in your bed, checking your phone sends you back to reality, you’ve woken up 30 minutes late.
‘Fuck.’ you mutter, you’re finally fully awake. You quickly fling aside your baggy band shirt and chaotically get dressed in uniform. Sprinting downstairs, nearly tripping, you snatch your books, shoving them inside your bag. As you mentally prepare yourself for the school day, you quickly grasp a snack and catch hold of your jacket.
Puffs of your breath leaving you in uneven clouds and the cold biting at your skin as you ran outside. Reaching the empty bus stop, your heart drops at the realisation that the bus had left without you.
‘Just kill me at this point.’ You murmured under your breath, words tumbling out before you realise.
‘Would you like me to?’
The voice came from nowhere, it was deep, and said without intention. His voice was the kind that could melt winter’s bitter coldness, designed to be unnerving. He whispered it with an idle confidence, you couldn’t tell if he was being serious or having fun at your expense.
His words hanged in the air like icicles hanging from the roof. Stopping mid in your tracks, your sharply turn your gaze towards him walking towards you. His long chestnut like hair was flowing in the frigid breeze, eyes gleaming, a dark forest green, sharpened. They were unreadable, his intentions unclear.
His warm yet teasing voice started again, ‘You seemed so earnest about the idea? I thought I’d offer what you wanted.’
Your heart pulsed faster and faster by the moment, unsure how to response.
He tilted his head, the corner of his mouth faintly curving, ‘What's the matter? –Cat got your tongue?’ letting out a faint chuckle as he approached you.
Author's note:
If you're still here, thank you for reading! This is a short snippet of a fic that I'm writing about a character that I've made. What led me to writing this was my friend deciding to make a little scenario for me with my type after I had just rambled to her about wanting a bf exactly like the character that I'm writing about, after she had made the scenario for me, I went onto Wattpad to check out if there had been any stories similar to what my friend made and to no avail, I didn't find anything. I decided to take matters into my own hands and write the fic myself, since I couldn't find anything. Anyway, if your type is long haired metalheads, then this is for you!! (Also the friend who helped make the scenario is @brownblob credits to her for helping me)
¿Habrá alguien que alguna vez cambie la profecía? ¿Podré amar y ser amada con una intensidad de color rojo? Te lo pido de rodillas... cambia la profecía.
The Myth Of A Haven (Even Rumors Tell A Truth)
Within a sanctuary Far from home A place only the dreamers know A paradise for the lost Weary and wandering Not a human soul you may find Though the keepers may show A being adorned with stars A cloak of fresh sage green Draped lightly upon his shoulders He offers a quiet place to rest To forget the woes of reality And perhaps your eyes are drawn To the markings left on his skin Bruises reminiscent of teeth Perhaps you'd offer a hand In return for his kindness Though he will wave you off every time He bears them with pride A blessing from his god Only earned after hours of worship Something you may never understand The price of devotion The reward of adoration The thrill of leaving your fate In the grasp of someone else Perhaps it is not for you But in the end What does it matter You do not belong in their world Soon you'll be nothing more Then the ghost of a memory That walked the lands Where he shall live Your paths are fated to diverge So listen well And heed this story of mine Leave them be For you and I are chalk and dust And they are a binary star Adrift in a universe far from ours
yall forgot the tantacle sex
but what if i read one of your fanfics and then went to your ao3 accounts and read all of your fanfics and left a comment on every single chapter of every single one and you got spam emails from all of my kudos and comments and it made you smile, what then? what if i brighten your day with my words like you did mine, what then???
Letting go
I am letting go
It feels like I’m burning alive and being frozen at the same time
Withdrawal
Sadness sitting in my bones
Memories flooding my brain
But I need to let go
No one should ever be able to hurt me like that and still get my love
Not anymore
I need to move on
Even though I can only think about the good times we had
and it is breaking me in ways I can’t seem to explain
I need to let you go
Because all you did to me
Would be enough to break ten peoples hearts
And still
You managed to do all that to a single one
My one
My still deeply in love one
Maybe we will meet again in another life and our souls will have learned enough to finally make it work
But for now
Please let me let you go
~ honestlywhatfor ~
Your love hurts
I don’t know what it is about you
That makes you sabotage it every single time
Ripping craters into earth
Opening gates to what might be called hell
Standing on the edge, balanced
Grabbing my hand
Jumping
Clamped together
I never wanted to fall
Life on the edge was great
But again and again
You need us to hurt
So here we are
Falling
and falling
and falling
and falling
~ honestlywhatfor ~
I’ll never stop
Cried on my way to work today
Screaming empowering songs in the car but not feeling them
Yesterday was one of the harder days
I lost you...again
And no matter how many times we’ve already been through this, the pain never lessened
24 hours, from “Hey we should be spending more time together” to “We should end things here, I can’t do this no more”
World? Crushed
Heart? Broken
Again and again and again
Loving you ruins me
But
I
Just
Can’t
Stop
~ excerpts of me moving on ~
Addicted
I don’t know how we reached the point that your apartment feels like home
Your bed sheets smell like me
There are shirts specifically chosen for me to put on at night when I’m coming over
Your fridge stores my favorite foods
Your shower gel is the one I once left there
I’m laying in your bed right now,
You’re at work already, your alarm always wakes me up first, but I rarely stay awake until you’re out the door
I feel at home here
You’re my home
But we don’t even consider each other dating
We’re just us
Complicated
But nevertheless addicted