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More than likely having an existential crisis, beware - you may be subjected to some self psychoanalytical streams of consciousness that offer no resolution.
Singer-songwriter, freelance photographer and model with a passion for astrophysics, semiotics, foreign language and international development. Originating from South East London- woolwich, plumstead, thamesmead.
Sun in: 21°21' Leo
Moon in: 2°22' Cancer
AS in: 1°56' Leo
MC in: 8°02' Aries.

My strange face at le gym and other great landscapes

— 3 weeks ago with 1 note
Solstice

It’s the longest day of the year

The sun is at its highest point

In our northern hemisphere

But I am at my lowest

As if I should be on the other side of the world with you

You’re going again for so long

Just like you did before

And I think I must have known inside

When you left me at the hotel door

It’s no surprise you’re leaving as the days grow darker

My darling going mile high

You said it’d be the last time

And you said it twice

What am I supposed to do?

When no one does it the way you do

I know you’ll find a home

Anywhere that you go

I wanted to be something you’d never forget

And maybe come back to

But I think you’d prefer somebody new (on the other side of the world with you)

I should get over myself

While you’re under somebody else

Still I know it wouldn’t be long

Before I’d call for you again

My darling going mile high

You said it’d be the last time

And you said it twice

What am I supposed to do?

When no one does it the way you do

— 1 month ago
Seven Years

My last message you ignored

And in that silence I explored

All the things I did wrong

When I just wanted to belong

 

I know you expected to see me crawl

Around your sturdy red bricked walls

But people come and people go

We’re no exception you had me know

 

I had words that cut like swords

But you’d already cut the cord

Our adventures I’ll hold dear

Only as dreams, not as they appeared

 

Power trips and petty lies

Make for ambiguous goodbyes

Rejecting me you found relief

You’d know all about that, a daughter’s grief

 

You always did find your control

Through neglect and denial, hurt took its toll

I sometimes miss you my fragile foe

At least the you I used to know

 

As I lay down my resentments to rest

Wishing my enemies mediocrity at best

I hate to say I missed you cause you left without a word

Life is just as wonderful but your presence was preferred

— 1 month ago
Aborted Dream

I watched our home burn to the ground

While angels dragged me gagged and bound

Let loss be your liberty

A solitary saint sang to me

Watching you walk away

I only wished you would stay

All the things I could never say

Fester in me to this day

I turned to the stars and to the seas

They promised me eternity

I don’t dare to ever look back

My aborted dream fades to black

Watching you walk away

I only wished you would stay

All the things I could never say

Burning in me to this day

Temptation still keeps me from what’s above

Blurring the lines between lust and love

Maybe that’s as close as we could be

For any sense of intimacy

Watching you walk away

I only wished you would stay

All the things I could never say

You made the night feel like day

— 1 month ago
8 Stroke Rituals

Did you lie with words like I lie with silence

Withering away in the stillest violence

Uninhabitable, cold, withdrawn

I lay restless in a dreaded dawn

 

Just one last time

Your anatomic lullaby

Warms the cold words you had to speak

Rolling around on blooded sheets

 

Knowing better but feeling worse

As we inevitably will disperse

Eight stroke rituals jade and exhaust

Before any chance of sincere intercourse

 

They are only chemicals I reiterate

I am the alchemist, manifest and create

But somehow it makes sense to grieve

For what never came to be

 

Knowing better but feeling worse

As we inevitably disperse

8 Stroke rituals jade and exhaust

Before any chance of sincere intercourse

 

We will never return to this place

Disintegrating in our embrace

You tell me you’ll always be around

But trust is nowhere to be found

 

Knowing better but feeling worse

As we inevitably will disperse

Eight stroke rituals jade and exhaust

Before any chance of sincere intercourse

— 1 month ago

Behold on the bottom left! the owl of protein! lol

— 1 month ago
#health  #fitness  #food 
Fellow band members bass I’ve been appointed with =) it’s like it was meant to be lol

Fellow band members bass I’ve been appointed with =) it’s like it was meant to be lol

— 1 month ago with 2 notes
tsumitzu:

I don’t normally write personal captions on edits but I really love how this turned out. And somehow, she makes death by ice look graceful and terrifying.

tsumitzu:

I don’t normally write personal captions on edits but I really love how this turned out. And somehow, she makes death by ice look graceful and terrifying.

(Source: magistera, via thefantasyhasnolimits)

— 1 month ago with 177 notes

holynipples:

  • WOMEN ARE NOT OBLIGATED TO HAVE CHILDREN
  • WOMEN ARE NOT OBLIGATED TO HAVE CHILDREN
  • WOMEN ARE NOT OBLIGATED TO HAVE CHILDREN
  • WOMEN ARE NOT OBLIGATED TO HAVE CHILDREN

(Source: tittled, via buffythebodyfatslayer)

— 1 month ago with 36148 notes