I’d take a bullet for you

Hello, love. There are days that never make sense, but then there are days where everything just falls into place. And you know one person shouldn’t have that much effect on your life, but then they do. And gods, you are grateful for feeling. And yes, you still have to remind yourself that sometimes it’s okay to […]

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Year of resolving issues

It has been more than a year and half since i’ve last hang out with these girls. We had petty misundertandings that made our friendship fall apart. But regardless of all the things i’ve done and said, still, they welcomed me back with arms wide open. It’s hard, really, to admit that somehow you have […]

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For Loki

I’ve rubbed my hands against far too many brass lamps hoping to stumble upon with magic, and well, I met you. To put it honestly, I was okay without you. But with you, it’s so much better. Know that your flaws and imperfections are the things I admire so much in you, there’s nothing in […]

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what 2015 made me realize

There comes a time that you will have to cut your ties with people who clearly do nothing but poison your life. No matter who they are, no matter hard it is. If you don’t like the situation you are in, don’t complain. Instead, do something. Taking the first step is always the hardest, I […]

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If today is my last day

I have never been anyone’s first choice but it’s okay. I understand them, really. If i would be given a chance, i wouldn’t even choose myself either. I feel like my body is trapped from social conformation jail that doesn’t even have a lock. The door is just open but i’m too scared to stand […]

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How poets make love

Warning: Explicit ‘kind-of’ content Legends: Bold-Male’s Perspective Italic-Female’s Perspective Read while listening to: Gorilla-Bruno Mars Sexual Healing-Marvin Gaye I could write a sonnet about how beautiful you look in your black satin gown that trails behind your back, covering only minimal skin that tease the monster in me. But darling, as far as my vocabulary […]

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My dearest lone lighthouse

You call me brave sailor when it’s you who can properly give justice to that word. I could never imagine that someone like you would still come, would still offer me redemption; I have lost faith on myself, on love and in life, in general. But you never left; even you know that I could […]

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