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Posted 1 day ago with 20113 notes
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He says ‘I don’t get it, why are you still a virgin at 24?’

He says ‘I don’t believe you, I’ve seen you walk, virgins don’t walk like that’

He says, ‘That ain’t natural, people are supposed to fuck.’

He asks ‘Why though? No offence though.’

I ask ‘When was your first time?’

He says ‘I was 12’

He says ‘I know what you’re thinking, that’s too young.’

I look at his knuckles, he has two good hands.

He says ‘She was older than me.’

I ask ‘How old?’

And he says ‘It’s better that the girl is older, that’s how I learnt all things I know’

He licks his lips.

I ask again ‘How old?’

He says ‘I could use one finger to make you sob’

I think of my brother in prison and I can’t remember his face.

I ask again ‘How old?’

He says ‘Boys become men in the laps of women, you know?’

I think of my mother’s face lined with her bad choices in men.

He says ‘If you were mine you wouldn’t get away with this shit, I’d eat you for hours, I’d gut you like fruit.’

I think of my cousin’s circumcision, how he feels like a mermaid, not human from the waist down.

He says ‘I’d look after you, you know?’

I laugh, I ask for the last time ‘How old?’

He says ‘34.’

He says ‘She was beautiful though and I know what you’re thinking but it’s not like that, I’m a man, I’m a man, I’m a man. No one could ever hurt me’.

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Warsan Shire, Crude Conversations With Boys Who Fake Laughter Often (via stillmeaningless)

(Source: cactuslungs)

Posted 6 months ago with 231466 notes
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My mother tells me
that when I meet someone I like,
I have to ask them three questions:

  1. what are you afraid of?
  2. do you like dogs?
  3. what do you do when it rains?

of those three, she says the first one is the most important.
“They gotta be scared of something, baby. Everybody is. If they aren’t afraid of anything, then they don’t believe in anything, either.”

I met you on a Sunday, right
after church.
one look and my heart fell into
my stomach like a trap door.

on our second date,
I asked you what you were afraid of.
“spiders, mostly. being alone. little children, like, the ones who just learned how to push a kid over on the playground. oh and space. holy shit, space.”
I asked you if you liked dogs.
“I have three.”
I asked you what you do when it rains.
“sleep, mostly. sometimes I sit at the window and watch the rain droplets race. I make a shelter out of plastic in my backyard for all the stray animals; leave them food and a place to sleep.”

he smiled like he knew.
like his mom told him the same
thing.
“how about you?”

me?
I’m scared of everything.
of the hole in the o-zone layer,
of the lady next door who never
smiles at her dog,
and especially of all the secrets
the government must be breaking
it’s back trying to keep from us.
I love dogs so much, you have no idea.
I sleep when it rains.
I want to tell everyone I love them.
I want to find every stray animal and bring them home.
I want to wake up in your hair
and make you shitty coffee
and kiss your neck
and draw silly stick figures of us.
I never want to ask anyone else
these questions
ever again.

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Caitlyn Siehl, “Three Questions”  (via biblicaldragonfight)

(Source: alonesomes)

Posted 8 months ago with 31013 notes
"Mama, I said
He wants to kiss me
And he won’t take no for an answer
She turned to me, eyes blazing
God help me, she said
Who taught these boys you are something to be had?
Don’t they know that your name means strength,
That your father gave it to you knowing what a force you would be?
You’re a wildfire, don’t they know?
You’re the entire ocean, not a puddle
They’ll come up choking for air
Next time you turn your head away from his lips and he turns it back,
Tell him your mother taught you that your body is a temple
Let him kneel before you
Let him pray in a whispered fervor
Let him swear his allegiance
Let him prove his devotion
Honey, you’re a goddamn wildfire
You choose who you burn"
Fortesa Latifi - Mama 

(Source: madgirlf)

Posted 8 months ago with 306387 notes
"I’m scared as hell to want you. But here I am, wanting you anyway."
Unknown 

(Source: gracefully-found)

Posted 8 months ago with 172 notes
"They say every atom in our bodies was once a part of a star. Maybe I’m not leaving, maybe I’m going home."
Vincent Freeman

(Source: h0peinspiresme)

Posted 8 months ago with 38294 notes
HOW THE CYNIC FALLS IN LOVE

kaitrokowski:

When I realized I loved you 
it was not romantic 
Not flush with pink roses & wine
but rather normal 
Rather standing in line at CVS 
clutching a four pack of peanut butter cups 
& cold medicine
It was a quiet realization 
Like checking the weather I was currently standing in 
"Huh. It’s a bit warmer
than I would have guessed.” 

Posted 8 months ago with 46543 notes
"i need to rip your
name off my tongue;
it no longer tastes
sweet."
a.w.k.jones, salty  (via theytookmyluna)

(Source: stillehus)

Posted 8 months ago with 83363 notes
"

I realized
why
you’re not
my cup of tea.

I drink coffee.

"

(Source: violentwavesofemotion)

Posted 9 months ago with 43013 notes
"I wish I knew
how to
love
someone without
killing myself.
How to mend hearts
without
breaking my own.
How to kiss
and not create
bruises."
Michelle K., Things I Wish I Knew How To Do. 

(Source: michellekpoems)

Posted 9 months ago with 337392 notes
"Of course I’ll hurt you. Of course you’ll hurt me. Of course we will hurt each other. But this is the very condition of existence. To become spring, means accepting the risk of winter. To become presence, means accepting the risk of absence."
the little prince

(Source: itsthewaitingunknown)