I Think I Understand Why They Are Called Eyelashes Now. As Her Lid Comes Down, And With It The Whip.

I think I understand why they are called eyelashes now. As her lid comes down, And with it the whip. As I am beaten down with every bat of her eye. As every eyelash flutter bestows an open wound on the already scarred surface of my will and my want. Until I am bleeding out On my knees Before her. Begging for mercy. Begging for more. As she turns me into a masochist.

Lash

(Verb)

1. Strike (someone) with a whip or stick

(Noun)

2. An eyelash

god, if there is a better feeling than being wanted 

im singing a funeral song

im dancing in my room to end of the world music

summer was forever

There is so much life left out there. Waiting for me. But how is one to wade through all these wasted moments, to get there?

~The Tragedy of Growing Up

“I often think falling in love is like being stabbed, for more than one reason. See, it is forced upon us without much choice. Plunged into the depths of our soul and we call the pain a blessing because at least something has reached us. Has touched us. At least we feel something. I often think falling in love is like being stabbed, for more than one reason. It is fast and violent, too quick for you to realize what is happening until you stagger back and realize what is really going on. You stare at the hilt jutting out of you, mesmerized, terrified. Because it hurts when it happens, but we are more scared of the pain that will come with the extraction of this thing killing us. We call the removal Heartbreak when really our heart was fractured as soon as we were hit, yet we only start to feel it when the blade that was keeping us together, filling the wound is taken back. And we choose the torture that is love every time Because we know we can either live with this ache or bleed out alone.”

— The Universe’s Sense of Humor

What’s heaven to a woman’s love anyway?

The first sins of humanity, were trusting others.

What’s God to a woman’s love anyway?

When Adam bit the apple he did it because he trusted Eve. Because he loved her. Adam bit into the apple because the woman he loved told him to, no matter what God said. No matter the rules of heaven. What’s heaven to a woman’s love anyway? What’s God to your wife? The first sins of humanity, were trusting others. Eve trusted a snake, Adam trusted Eve, and I trust you. Maybe that’s a sin, just like the first couple. Maybe everyone’s right about us and we’re sinners and we offend God. But like I said, what’s God to a woman’s love anyway? What has heaven got that I can’t find sitting next to you on a cool autumn morning?