hopelessly hopeful
hi! if you follow me, don't judge me. i'll keep your secrets if you keep mine. i'll respect you if you repsect me. simple as that.
W. H. Auden (via alibis-not-needed-anymore)
(via buttholepoetry)
We kissed and I was glad
at everything you did.
If You’re Not A Romantic
Don’t tell her
there are steps
on her spine
you’d like to climb
or that she’s
the reason
behind rhymes
because there’s
more to her
than the crescent
moons encapsulating
her lips
and the phases
of her smile.Don’t tell her
she’s got hyacinth
or thistle
in her veins,
that the plains of
her palms
are gates to secret gardens.
Tell her
she’s ashes
and smoke,
the burn of
Southern Comfort
on your throat
and all of those
acquired tastes
you’d miss
if you had to go
without them
for a day.
(via buttholepoetry)
