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 Je sens une ivresse qui m'aneantit.
»«
Nothing is as it has been 
and I guess it's just as well
but I miss your face like hell.




 
 
 
 
  1. *anachronism* *anachronism*
    posted a quote
    May 13, 2016 9:46pm UTC
    I watched you look at me and I swear
    To God I felt a fire ignite that day when you
    Looked into my eyes my broken heart skipped so
    Many beats it threatened to pull back the
    Broken peices and make me whole again. I watched
    As our love burst into flames - flames in which I thought
    Would burn forever and maybe that was from my own
    Stupidity to think that we would last forever in a place
    Where forever only meant a day or two a place where
    Broken hearts and used liquor bottles littered the
    Souls of the living a place in which our fiery love was on
    The edge of being contained.
    A place where the ashes of our past
    Loves threatened to tear us apart.

  2. *anachronism* *anachronism*
    posted a quote
    May 7, 2016 5:53pm UTC
    I'm   just  so  tired  and  
     scared
    and  sad   because   you   don't
    see  me  the way I see you and
    you're   t he    humming   in  
    my
    veins   while   I'm   just  the
     dust 
    on                your
                 
     fingertips.
     

  3. *anachronism* *anachronism*
    posted a quote
    May 1, 2016 3:51pm UTC
    IT WOULD TAKE TWO AND A HALF
    LIFETIMES TO COUNT THE MYRIAD OF
    STARS BUT I WOULD DO IT FOR YOU IF
    YOU ASKED ME TO. IT WOULD TAKE 3
    SYLLABLES TO SAY "I LOVE YOU" YET
    YOU WOULD NEVER DO THAT FOR ME.
    NOW I KNOW THAT LIFE ISN'T ALWAYS
    FAIR BUT TELL ME, HOW IS THAT RIGHT?
    "I would do it for you"

  4. *anachronism* *anachronism*
    posted a quote
    April 20, 2016 12:02pm UTC
    I used to recognize myself. It's funny how reflections change. When we're becoming something else. I think it's time to walk away.

  5. *anachronism* *anachronism*
    posted a quote
    November 24, 2014 1:27pm UTC
    "I miss you."
    ×
    "Babygirl I'm right here."
    ×
    "But you're not here. You're however many miles away, but not here beside me. I'm missing arms that have never held me,
    hands I've never felt, eyes I've never seen, lips I've never kissed. My heart aches to trace the veins that pattern your skin,
    those faint blue lines that travel up and down arm with the slightest bulge that would facinate me endlessly. All I want is
    nothing more than for you to be by my side at this moment in time, inches away rather than state. I want you to be here
    in person so I can watch how my name tumbles like a prayer from your mouth, how your lips form each letter carefully,
    as if each one was fragile an needed to be spoke with care. I want you within arms reach so I can lean over to kiss your
    cheek, shaking you from your deep thoughts. I don't want you so far to where I couldn't feel your heartbeat or the way
    your chest rises and falls with each breath. You've told me that you've never known a gentle touch, and I want to be the
    first you feel. I want to be with you in person, to learn all the litte habits you have, like the way your tounge pokes out
    of your mouth while your pen inks a page, bringing a creation to life; or the way you run a hand through your hair when
    you're annoyed, messing it up just enough to give you that innocent bedhead look as well the sense someone had just been
    pulling on it with pleasure, or the way you bite your lip while you're lost in thought. I want to learn the quirks you don't
    know about, like the way you'd hold my hand, softly grazing the pad of your thumb over the top of my hand because it
    makes you feel secur; or the way you find yourself cracking your knuckles when you're nervous; or the way your fingers
    find your eyelashes, because you like their softness. I just want more. How does that song go, the one by that band I know
    you hate? If these sheets were the states and you were miles away, I'd fold them end over end to bring you closer to me.
    And you know how much I hate folding from the numerous times I've dome my laundry on the phone with you. God, I
    love you, but I want something more tangilbe than a phone call goodnight.

  6. *anachronism* *anachronism*
    posted a quote
    November 18, 2014 1:15pm UTC
    Je sens une ivresse qui m'anéantit
    »«
    I feel an intoxication that destroys me

  7. *anachronism* *anachronism*
    posted a quote
    November 12, 2014 6:13pm UTC
    I've always had a thing for bad boys, the ones who don't know what they're doing
    so just say they're "living", who don't know where they're going so they just say
    "anywhere but here"/ The ones who wear fake leather land white t-shirts and worn
    out shoes over marred skin and charred lungs./ The ones who slam doors and brood
    silently to prove a point that they don't believe in themselves./ Boys who swear
    too much and fix their hair just to seem like they don't care when in reality they're
    actually worried abou t everything and everyone. / The ones who don't know how
    to be nice because they need a cold heart to keep them alive.
    I've never had a thing for good boys, the who know what they're doing and call
    it "living", the ones who know where they're going and say that "here is fine for
    now"./ The ones who wear real cotton and blue jeans and broken in shoes over
    scuffed knckles and warm skin./ The ones who smile at the ground and listen
    closley to debate on ideas they don't quite believe in just yet./ Boys who don't
    swear around kids and are always messing up their hair and laugh like they care
    about everything and everyone./ The ones who are constantly being nice because
    they need a beating heart to keep them alive.
    It's always been bad boys for me, and you're not one.
    It's always been good girls for you, and I'm not one.

  8. *anachronism* *anachronism*
    posted a quote
    November 11, 2014 1:20pm UTC
    ××
    MÉRCI POUR LE VENIN.
    —————
    THANK YOU FOR THE VENOM.
    ××

  9. *anachronism* *anachronism*
    posted a quote
    November 7, 2014 1:19pm UTC
    Latley all I can think about is you, and the way you could whisper
    my name when ever you were upset and the way you always wanted
    to hold my hand because you loved the way our skin felt when it was
    pressed together. I've been thinking about the veins on your body and
    the way I would trace them with my fingers as if they were a map that
    would lead me straight to your heart. I've been thinking about the single
    lonely freckle on your left knuckle and the way I would kiss it so it didn't
    feel so alone. I've been thinking about you too much, you're the only
    thing I can think straight about & latley all I can think about is you.

  10. *anachronism* *anachronism*
    posted a quote
    November 4, 2014 12:19pm UTC
    I KNOW SHE MAY BE PRETTIER THAN ME BUT SHE WILL NOT LOVE YOU LIKE I DO.

  11. *anachronism* *anachronism*
    posted a quote
    November 3, 2014 1:18pm UTC
    IN A FIT OF RAGE YOU SAY THE FIVE WORDS SHE NEVER WANTED TO HEAR,
    LIKE A CODE TO BREAK THE BEAM HOLDING HER UP.
    I DON'T LOVE YOU ANYMORE.
    WHY HAS THIS GOTTEN SO EASY? IT'S AS IF THERE'S A SPARE KEY IN YOUR
    POCKET THAT YOU'VE BEEN USING TO UNLOCK EVERY DOOR SHE CLOSED
    WHEN THE LAST ONE DIDN'T OPEN THEM CORRECTLY. SHE HAS
    BARRICADED AND CONCEALED HERSELF IN THE DEPTHS OF A DARK ROOM
    AND IT WAS UP TO YOU NOT TO RIP OFF THE DOORKNOB WHEN TRYING TO
    GET IN.
    I'M SORRY, THAT'S NOT TRUE.
    ACCESS DENIED. IT DOESN'T MATTER HOW MANY TIMES HER BODY SCANS
    YOUR FINGERTIPS OR IF HER EYES RECOGNIZE YOURS; YOU HAVE
    BREACHED THE SECURITY AND NOW ITS BACK TO PHASE ONE IF BREAKING
    INTO THE GIRL WHO COULD HAVE SAVE YOU.

  12. *anachronism* *anachronism*
    posted a quote
    October 31, 2014 1:09pm UTC
    . . . . . .
    . . . . . . . . . .
    . . . . ★ . . . . . .
    . .☾ . . . . . . ★ . . .
    . . . . . . .
    . . . . ★ . . . . . . .
    . . . . . . . . . . . .
    IF YOU MISS ME WRITE IT ALL OVER ME IN BLUE AND PURPLE// IF
    YOU WANT ME, SCREAM IT AT THE WHITE WALLS AND THE SATIN
    SHEETS IF YOU NEED ME, CARVE IT INTO THE HEADBOARD //
    AND IF YOU LOVE ME, REPEAT THESE ACTIONS WITH
    SINCERITY FOR ONCE IN YOUR LIFE.
    ★ . . . . . . . . . . .
    . . . . . . . . . .
    . . . . . . . . . .
    . ★ . . . . ★ . . .
    . . . . . . . . . .

  13. *anachronism* *anachronism*
    posted a quote
    October 29, 2014 7:29pm UTC
    i want to go away: and kiss the cusp of silver cities with pink lips that are not already stained with the ends of american spirits: i want to leave and caress the skies with hands that own no bruised nor bloodied knuckles from punching tauntingly blank walls: i want to taste the clouds: i want to smoke the atmosphere: i want to start thinking about how lovley it would be to hold the constellations in my grasp rather than barren wine bottles.

  14. *anachronism* *anachronism*
    posted a quote
    October 28, 2014 12:19pm UTC
    IT WOULD TAKE TWO AND A HALF
    LIFETIMES TO COUNT THE MYRIAD OF
    STARS BUT I WOULD DO IT FOR YOU IF
    YOU ASKED ME TO. IT WOULD TAKE 3
    SYLLABLES TO SAY "I LOVE YOU" YET
    YOU WOULD NEVER DO THAT FOR ME.
    NOW I KNOW THAT LIFE ISN'T ALWAYS
    FAIR BUT TELL ME, HOW IS THAT RIGHT?
    "I would do it for you"

  15. *anachronism* *anachronism*
    posted a quote
    October 27, 2014 1:13pm UTC
    »«
    MON ANMOUR, JE SAIS QUE TU M'AIMES AUSSI.
    TU AS BESOIN DE MOI,
    TU AS BESOIN SE MOI DANS TA VIE.
    TU NE PEUX PLUS VIVRE SANS MOI.
    ET JE MOURRAIS SANS TOI.
    »«

  16. *anachronism* *anachronism*
    posted a quote
    October 23, 2014 12:44pm UTC
    YOU'RE SNEAKING OUT LATE, PAST ELEVEN O'CLOCK
    WHEN THE ROCKS UPON YOUR WINDOW KNOCK.
    YOU'RE TAKING RISKS FOR A BOY DRESSED IN BLACK
    AND GIVING HIM THINGS YOU CANNOT TAKE BACK.
    HE GOT YOU DRUNK, AND HE KISSED YOUR LIPS,
    HE LEFT MIDNIGHT COLORS UPON YOUR HIPS.
    BUT YOU JUST DON'T CARE; YOU JUST DO NOT MIND.
    HE GIVES YOU FEELINGS YOU'VE BEEN LONGING TO FIND.
    THE BOY DRESSED IN DARKNESS BATHES YOU IN LIGHT;
    WITH HIM YOU DON'T HAVE TO LIE ABOUT BEING ALRIGHT.
    YOU DON'T CARE IF HE LOVES YOU; YOU DON'T CARE AT ALL.
    REBELLION GIVES YOU WINGS, SO YOU DON'T HAVE TO FALL.
    •♦•
    "HE'S ROMEO IN ALL THE WRONG WAYS"

  17. *anachronism* *anachronism*
    posted a quote
    October 21, 2014 6:06pm UTC
    I want to go back to the summer before we turned seventeen, sweat trickled down our backs and the thermometer read nintey; but baby we were so much hotter. There was always sunshine beneath your fingernails and moon laced in your eyes. We would lie in lazy streams, stripped down to our underwear, with scales darting beneath the surface. And when we finally went inside, I recall that your house was a mess; there were old clothes piled everywhere and the outside merged within. You had dirt on your face as you told me that my sneakers were too clean to have travled anywhere meaningful. You told me that bodies were meant to be lived in and now I agree; I guess you were just a little more careless with breath than me. I remember you in moments; in the countless seconds before our love fell through. I think that summer a lot and sometimes, I can almost feel a time when we were both in love.

  18. *anachronism* *anachronism*
    posted a quote
    October 21, 2014 5:49pm UTC
    You don't look at me the same way you did 3 months ago,
    do you even look at me at all?

  19. *anachronism* *anachronism*
    posted a quote
    October 21, 2014 1:16pm UTC
    I just want you to know that this is life. All we can do is tie the noose around our waists
    instead of our fragile necks and let it swing us back and forth. All we can do is open our
    hands wide and wear our heart on our fingers, loving everything we touch. This is life,
    we only have one. All we can try to do is touch the minds of some strangers with words
    we carve out of bad memories and sadness hoping for someone to relate and tell us that
    we can get through this. All I want you to know is that this is life and you can do this.
    Do it for yourself, live it because you want to. This is your life and your mother spent
    nine months breaking her back carrying you; all you can give back is breaking a few bones
    and your heart in order for you to be stronger. And this is life and it's not going to be
    spectacular at some moments but all you can do is paint your nails black and swallow
    yellow paint and lie to yourself and say "i'm going to be happy today" and do it. Be happy
    because this is life and you will have to understand that you won't always have someone at the
    door to open it for you, there will always be days where you have to push the door open
    for yourself, and a stranger, and days where you'll trip over her lies and fall apart from
    his palm but this is life and you can not do it. Live it until you're 87 and you fall apart
    from chest pains and you will forget about your grandkids, but your lover will be by your
    side reading you love letters you sent to each other when you were separated by the seas,
    this is life, and this is now, and I believe in you.

  20. *anachronism* *anachronism*
    posted a quote
    October 14, 2014 1:14pm UTC
    long desires of cracked skin. she cakes make-up on her face and cuts on her arms. she has a smile that goes on for miles and an aching heart in her chest. she doesn't bleed for him, or her, or them. she bleeds for herself and all her sins. (k.l)

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