I have in my hands two boxes, which God gave me to hold. He said, “Put all your sorrows into the black box, and all of your joys into the gold box.” I heeded His words, and in the two boxes, both my joys and sorrows I stored. The gold box became heavier each day as the black box was as light as it was before. With curiousity I opened the black box. In the base of the box was a hole of...
I drink coffee like water and I still never know what to say. I still...
Sun On A Stick
The shortness of my breath it’s the product of the depth- of your broken eyes, your tumbled sighs, your galaxy of words that leaves sharp splinters in my mind. xoxo
baptized in dirty water, never taught to falter, mistakes came naturally. I’m nothing left to love Nothing left to admire. Where did my innocence go? Half my heart is a shadow chasing Take me back to loneliness It’s just a shell, you kiss Take me back to discovery, to pure light. I’m just the ocean’s echo, the wind’s bite. even at night, nothing stirs. [beginning...
aintserious asked: I miss you, I feel like I took you for granted, Come back home soon so we can chat all night long and be awesome together... Mk?
I'm always seeing the Americans write dates like...
cherrykittenbomb: WHAT IS THE 23RD MONTH? Same here. When we see a date written like 23/2/11 we’re all “THERE’S A 23rd MONTH? MY WHOLE LIFE IS A LIIIIIEEEEE.”