Feelings - Tumblr Posts - Page 3
If you stabbed me, it’d hurt less. Now, what should I do with this thing inside my chest? Should I linger in loneliness for the rest of my days? Give it to you, Leaving it there to rot?
Eat it; it’s better than not. Should my heart stop beating because the noise annoys you? Does it make you uncomfortable, Sick, anxious, or stressed?
Usually, I’d say, “Do what you please,” That you could break it or leave it there. But you must understand— Maybe you are not worth my love.
Blessed be the girls who love too much, For the love they carry brings them closer to God, And brings God nearer to the flesh and bones we are.
Not only that— Angels in disguise, With no price upon their longing hearts.
For those who bear the ache of a feminine soul, You should be closer to God, And become one with Him.
What kind of lover are you? The one that would do anything for protection, Or the one that leaves her in the dust, Healing her own wounds, Longing for a heart like yours That will never be enough?
Are you the one that promised passion, The one who would burn cities to the ground? Only leaving ashes, blinding flashes— See, your passion burned so strong That it consumed me too.
If you are not an effective lover, What kind of lover do you think you are?
I cannot enter your heart, I’m sorry, I cannot save you. I am neither what you need, Nor what you desire— And that saddens me.
Return what is mine, For this time, I stand bare, exposed. I gave you my skin, You wore me like a coat, But still, you shivered, Complaining of the cold.
Never enough— A love that led only to drought.
I am the forbidden fruit. Do you want me to seduce you? I have plenty of experience in that. See, no one loves me back, and I’m scared I’ll die alone. Beautiful yet untouched, you admire me from afar, saying: "Go, girl, shake your ass!"
And surely, it’s fun— I like to be liked, Jesus Christ! But my heart is worthier than that, and it beats alone, tired and alone, with a touch of sadness. It likes the wildness, the fire, and the darkness. Damn, I was born to love!
So why am I not doing so? Always in the contrary—funny irony, nothing but a parody. Performative whore, your real-life Madonna, your Venice bitch and your mother. I’d crawl for you, so give me honors!
A round of applause for this woman!
Violence is something I believe in, hit me hard so I can feel.
Pain in my loins is what I need, love me, for I am weak.
What would be left of me? Nothing but the blood I'm composed, drink it or spill it, and I could be more than words.
Resurrect me, for I am dead. Venerate me, light some candles; I'll play the goddess role, forever unknown.
I didn't have a lover, and never will I. Is this a curse you put on me? For I can no longer speak for whom I can't ever deceive.
Annullated by birth—what a disgrace, Condemned to write a foolish verse. I'm not good anyways.
My fingers are keeping you alive, Writing every word on the broken paper Where I tried to be found. But instead of me, it was you— Lonely muse. Lonely me and lonely you.
Caught you fake loving in the avenue, Holding her hand, something new, But you look at me like you want me to.
Want me to save you from yourself? Want me to destroy myself?
Do you want to touch me, Kiss me, Fuck me? Eat me, Bite me, Knock me down?
For I wasn't loved by anyone. Love me till I find out.
(Un)ethereal, (un)real, godly-like, My true form longs to reveal itself— Unraveled, untouched, full of candy bars. In the water, I can breathe, feeling no ill, (Un)choked, yet certainly provoked. I am not the body; I am not the mind.
For I am nothing and all at once— I’m the one who could be earth and fire, Day and night, salt and vinegar, Sweetness overlord, down in the corridor. Hide my absolute nature; for now, I don’t want it to show.
What if they use it against me? Could I be more than flesh and bone? I’ll go back to the underworld, Until they are all gone.
Когда мы думаем о ком-то - мы невидимо касаемся этих людей.
Давайте прикасаться друг к другу с добрыми мыслями.
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When we think about someone, we invisibly touch these people.
Let's touch each other with good thoughts.
Не стоит терпеливо собирать по кусочку сломанные фрагменты счастья и любви, чтобы потом их склеивать обратно и убеждать себя, будто оно всё выглядит так, как и было, совсем как новое. Что сломано — то сломано. И я лучше буду вспоминать с удовольствием то лучшее, что было когда-то, чем каждый день натыкаться на разбитые осколки снова и снова, до конца жизни.
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You should not patiently pick up the broken fragments of happiness and love piece by piece, then glue them back together and convince yourself that it all looks the way it was, just like new. What's broken is broken. And I'd rather remember with pleasure the best that once was, than stumble upon broken pieces every day over and over again, for the rest of my life.
— Как эти люди могли так опуститься?
— Я думаю, от разочарования. Обычно все дело в женщине. Кто-то её потерял, а кто-то так за всю жизнь и не нашел. Вот и несет человека под горку.
©Фэнни Флэгг
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- How could these people sink like that?
- I think out of disappointment. Usually it's all about the woman. Some lost it, while others never found it in their entire lives. So he carries the man downhill.
©Fannie Flagg
Два солнечных рыжика согревают друг друга душевным теплом .
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Two sunny redheads warm each other with their spiritual warmth.
The boy found out I liked him but we're still friends so everything is okay. Still though, feelings suck and I hate them.
Akhir-akhir ini, aku mulai bertanya-tanya pada hatiku.
Sejak kapan perasaanku berubah?
Sejak kapan ia mulai memaknai rasa dengan berbeda?
Sejak kapan ia mulai mengamati dan merindukanmu juga?
Dulu, bahkan tak pernah terbesit sedikit pun tentang perasaan itu, yang bersarang tepat di hatiku.
Namun, semakin aku menyadari. Semakin aku merasa perasaan itu semakin jauh. Semakin aku khawatir menempatkannya terlalu dalam.
Haruskah kubuang saja? atau kubiarkan dia mendekap dalam diam?
May you attract someone who understands your language.. so you don't have to spend a lifetime to translate your soul..
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