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really wanna post some writing but also v hesitant

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Tonight I can write the saddest lines
I loved her, and sometimes she loved me too. - Pablo NerudaTwenty Love Poems and a Song of Despair (via feellng)
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You aren’t just a pair of lips that I kiss.
They are a sweet strawberry, picked very gently.
Even when you drunk, the alcohol on those lips are something that I would like to taste.
When I kiss you I don’t stop.
You aren’t just a body, you are my world and I will take care of you and I have never took the time to care about anyone.
You aren’t just someone I want to wake up to.
You are someone that I would like to kiss in the morning.
You are someone I would like share coffee with.
You are someone to me. - (via lackofquality)
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What I thought was love

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This morning I tried to etch and scrub your dirty words from my skin
The ones you whispered to me last night remember?
The ones you stapled onto my hips, my palms, my collarbones
The ones,
where at the time,
you promised were true?
I remember when I used to feel avalanches of tenderness…

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