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Two-hundred pounds resting in your left hand, resting in your fingers, resting against my throat
While your right slips and stumbles to free the button of your too-tight jeans
When two-hundred pounds shifts below and it feels like the weight of the world pressed against my womb, where life should bloom but death resides instead
Focus on the seatbelt digging into my ribcage
Teeth cutting lips, pressed flush against your collar
Pray for a bruise
Pray for proof
Your seed still spills and stings in my wounds
While I panic writing this, you still get off on how good my resistance felt
I. Don’t. Forgive. You.
And I feel like rocks.
Heavy and jagged and never settled perfectly into a pretty-bowed-box
Thrown into the river for fun,
sinking, sinking, sinking
Maybe in this baptism I’ll finally feel clean
But I must admit I miss you terribly. The world is too quiet without you nearby.
—Lemony Snicket (via quotemadness)
(via followingthered)
Nothing ever ends poetically. It ends and we turn it into poetry. All that blood was never once beautiful. It was just red.
—Kait Rokowski
(via thequotejournals)
(via followingthered)
I will have poetry in my life. And adventure. And love. Love above all.
This cake was a bunch of fun! I’m so excited with how it turned out.
It’s an extra special cake for one cool cat who is getting married tomorrow - @kittensinspiredbykittens I hope you love it as much as you love Spoon 💓 and I know your wedding day is going to be the best day ever. I’m honored to have been even a small part of it!
By awesome deeds you answer us with righteousness, O God of our salvation, the hope of all the ends of the earth and of the farthest seas; the one who by his strength established the mountains, being girded with might; who stills the roaring of the seas, the roaring of their waves, the tumult of the peoples, so that those who dwell at the ends of the earth are in awe at your signs. You make the going out of the morning and the evening to shout for joy.
Psalms 65:5-8 ESV (at Sedona, Arizona)
I did a big thing.
I got married.
I crave so much more than just a physical connection. I crave words and depth. I crave who you are and where you came from, your desires and fears. I yearn to know every inch of you beyond the surface.
—sweetestramblings (via lulu-a)
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