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makes_every_inch_of_me_ache
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startfires
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he told me if he could ever love anybody again she would be the luckiest girl in the world. i said we all have somebody we would drop everything for. he said "That could have been my kid. That could have been me playing the guitar to my son for an hour. He just listened. He never made a sound he just sat there and listened the whole time." you are so fucking beautiful.
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010530
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bijou
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the way you and your brother look so much alike, your eyes crinkle at the same place and your voices are interchangeable. the way you surprise me every day and make me feel so predictable. the way you said "hint of suspense when that telephone rings, this is forever."
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010605
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sabbie
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listening to his words reading her poetry hearing his joke listening to her song listening to him speak seeing her paint, seeing her paintings just being part of their lives such beauty as this makes every inch of me ache
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010606
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birdmad
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the_persistence_of_memory
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010606
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Db
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There is a pain, in my spine. Like a couple of my vertabre are fused together. Sometimes it sends shots of pain through my whole body, like an electric shock, only more painful. My neck is stuffed. Sometimes the fluid gets compressed, and this gives me insanely bad headaches and I have to twist my head with my hands and crack my neck to make them go away. My shoulders are collapsing under their own weight, and the weight of them is crusing my spine. Sometimes when I play my drums, it's as though my whole upper body is on fire. I persist, merely because, pain tells me I'm still alive. I'm still alive. *Much Peace*
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010606
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ClairE
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Because we are together and my love for you is as real and fresh and beautiful as hyacinths And I realize it's night.
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011218
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she
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Sometimes when I stand in the crowd, feeling so alone, the words just reach inside and it makes me hurt. My heart feels like it's collapsing and my stomachs in knots and I realize that you have unintentionally wrote this song for me, about me. And it hurts.
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020421
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Syrope
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he does. with love. with desire. with disappointment. with pain.
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020422
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megan
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i can't see you right now. i want you so bad
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030717
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chrysalid
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and it doesn't feel "good" but I want more
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040801
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daxle
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leatherwhipsnapohhh
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040802
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what's it to you?
who
go
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blather
from
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