July 22, 2014


I’ve said it before but I’ll say it
again, for the sake of this poem.
I am not the kind of person that
things happen to.
I am not the kind of person that
things happen to, so I make it up.
I draw the dragon and then I
jump on its back.

I take a feeling and I say
‘Do something! Become something!
Help me or go away!’

There’s usually a boy. Sometimes
not. Either way, there’s someone
and they’ve hurt me.
There’s someone and they don’t
love me back,
because that’s what I want. That’s
my poetry.

I’m sorry, you know? I don’t know
what to do with the ones who have
already been here, so I pretend.
I play dolls. I change their names
and their clothes and their stories.

Call me what you want. I know
what the truth is. I know what to
put in between the lines to make it
sting like a real thing.
I know how to make myself better.

Still, I wish I could touch my
own heart instead of writing about
what it must feel like.
I wish I could do anything without
faking it.
What’s left to be honest about,
if not this? What’s left?

When things don’t happen,
I kick up the dirt, I blow on the
dust, I shake the snow globe.
So what if dragons aren’t real?
I bet you wish they were.

Caitlyn Siehl, Drawing the Dragon (via alonesomes)

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Everything you love is here

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Everything you love is here

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Everything you love is here

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i. I never went searching for my missing piece; no one could ever convince me that I was not whole. I still like to think it was good for me. I wove through unsuccessful relationships with ease. I never tried to navigate stormy seas for too long because I was never looking for someone else to complete me.

ii. And when I fell in love, it was beautiful. She was beautiful. I remember the first time I saw her with her wide smile and her quiet eyes, and I knew — because they say you just know, and I knew. I felt it in my chest, I felt it in my fingertips: I knew I wanted her in my life, I wanted her in my mouth.

iii. It was a big thing, proposing. I knew she would say yes and I was still scared; I think that worried me the most. She made me happy and I was afraid of mucking it up. I was always afraid of mucking it up.

iv. We had a big church wedding and she beamed the entire time; she lit up the goddamned room in that dress. I didn’t even mind the cliched sentiments or being reindroduced to relatives I hadn’t seen in years because she was there and she was there for me.

v. And then I met you.

vi. I met you and I knew. I knew something else entirely.

vii. You are married to a man who has never been unkind to you and my own list of complaints is less than short, but when my wife brews coffee at 6am, I wake to the thought of your lips. I meet you twice a week in a cafe; I walk away with the the movements of your mouth in my head. I always imagine I hear your voice on the other end of the phone. I greet telemarketers with overbearing amounts of affection.

viii. I do not understand my own commitment, how words spoken in front of a room of people I know have turned into something more than words. And I’m not allowed to call them words; I’m sorry. They are “vows” but they fit my mouth like a gag. These days there are too many things I am not saying.

ix. I still don’t believe in missing pieces. I just believe in missing you. I try not to blame myself. People go their whole lives believing the wrong things. What can you do? Generations thought the world was flat, but you are here and the world is so round; and if you start at one point and keep going, you will always find your way back.

x. I would have liked to always find my way home to you, but I do not know how to call you home when I’ve given my name away to someone else and it only ever belonged to you.

"The First Day I Met You, My Heart Hit The Fucking Floor" Trista Mateer (via tristamateer)

Goddamn…

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July 21, 2014


conflictingheart:

do you ever just smell an old perfume, or hear an old song, or pass an old hangout spot and kinda break inside for a couple minutes?

Me too.

Way too often.

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July 20, 2014


Wide hips.

Canyon hips.
Gapped tooth smile hips.
Show me you’ve been here hips.
Carve your name into me hips.
Hips all about tourist photos.

Earth hips.
Space hips.

Hips like Saturn’s rings.
Hips with a gravitational pull.
Galaxy hips.
Hips all about expansion.

Baby doll hips.
Mess me up hips.
Dress me up hips.
Take me out hips.
Fuck me, fuck me hips.

Baby bearing hips.
Start a family hips.
You need to start a family hips.
You really need to start a family hips.
You don’t want to let your mother down hips.
You don’t want to wait too long hips.
You don’t want to get too old hips.

Stretch mark hips.
Cocoa butter hips.
Don’t remind people you are growing hips.

Dress for your body type hips.
Don’t dress for your body type hips.
Hips that don’t always tell the truth.
Hips that lie sometimes.
Carnival mirror hips.

Hips that say NO NO NO
instead of
okay.

Hips like a war zone.
Arms like a refugee camp.

"Hips (Arms Like A Refugee Camp)" Trista Mateer (via tristamateer)

THAT ENDING! GAH!

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I’m sorry we didn’t meet at a better time in my life.

I couldn’t give you what you wanted
when you wanted it.
Later I tried to yank it out of you like wisdom teeth,
but you had none of it.

I’m sorry that I am back and forth,
push and pull
instead of effortless simplicity.

“‘I Thought You’d Be Taller’” Trista Mateer (via tristamateer)

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conflictingheart:

things i cannot photograph

conflictingheart:

things i cannot photograph

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Everything you love is here

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Everything you love is here

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