i limb

When Mahogany shattered 
into the abyss of your eyes,
I left the burial ground
with the dust of your embrace.

Blistered month of you, lingering
patronizing embryo
as the weakling frown 
on this empty bed.

Frail gossamer of estranged tongue
and sleepless dawn.

Dusk seduced by the moon
as your orbit trailed along
the furtively throbbing 
concerto in my chest

(like chewable toy
to your canine teeth) —-

Love spat curiosity,
contracting lust
of chicken pox
amongst our skin.

Game of what?
we fancied — we must!
to still be
thrilling in ashes

but a game of one?

I dread my days before it ends
I fear your limbs may not reach me
(feed me fairy tales)

Would it hurt (it would!)
to graze this heart (more like a stab)
past your chiseled trunks
as I cascade to whenever
the fall, the serpentine spring
may take me? (foolish much!)

D C de Oliveira

i tree limb,
my arms up
over my head, swaying,
my fingers wiggle,
a fresh wind rises,
blows me sideways, in
to a one leg balance,
i lean, my toes wiggle,
my hands shiver,
my arms reach,
what ever my tree does, i do
until i smile,
until im happy

If you could even begin
To comprehend where I’ve come from
The places I have dragged limp limbs
Across scorching ice and frozen fire
Then you would be terrified of me

If you could even begin
To grasp where I’ve been
The roads I’ve taken
The lives I’ve lived
Then you would be terrified of me

I have been me for quite awhile
But I have been your mother
But I have been your sister
I have been your uncle
I have been an empress and an emperor
I have been a peasant
I just might have been God

“I’ve watched universes freeze and creations burn
I have seen things you wouldn’t believe
I have lost things you will never understand
And I know things, secrets that must never be told
And knowledge that must never be spoken”

If you could even begin
To understand where I’ve walked
The pathways I’ve treaded
The ways I’ve become accustomed to
Then you would be terrified of me

But I’m scared too
But I’m terrified
I do know where I’ve come from
The places I have dragged limp limbs
Across scorching ice and frozen fire
I do know where I’ve been
The roads I’ve taken
The lives I’ve lived

I’ve been me for quite awhile now
And I’m absolutely terrified

—  “But I am, But I Do Know” from @lexichan0107 ’s anthology The Inexplicable Color of Emotion
good things about the prequels
  • liam neeson
  • omg so many robots
    • literal war hero r2d2??
  • ewan mcgregor
    • the fact that he couldn’t stop making light saber noises
    • is he supposed to look so jesus-y or is it just a beautiful coincidence?
  • the literal one scene in phantom menace without any CGI
  • the music
    • @ john williams haters: FIGHT ME
  • “lost a planet, master obi-wan has. how embarrassing.”
  • christopher lee’s voice
  • “good call, my young padawan”
    • a line that was made to be giffed
  • yoda’s “i fuckin told u” face every time anakin does something dumb
  • hayden christensen’s hair, once he gets rid of that dumb braid
  • the complete lack of subtlety in character names
    • “count dooku” is the most evil name i have ever heard
    • “general grievous” and “lord sidious” are tied for second
    • “darth plagueis?” are you kidding?
  • that part where r2 screams and runs into the wall
  • like 5 whole seconds in revenge of the sith where everyone is happy
  • obi-wan abandoning cloaks wherever he goes
  • sometimes you just need a lil’ angst in your life

anonymous asked:

Consider: Group mom ace aro Christine brings snacks everywhere and is the best shoulder to cry on. And if anyone tries to force her to date they get the wrath of the rest of the group.

I VEHEMENTLY AGREE WITH ALL OF THIS aroace christine gives me LIFE, michael’s the one who eats her snacks the most and brooke & jake r the ones who cry to her the most

i feel like for the most part everyone leaves her be with dating because ppl r understanding and Everyone likes christine (plus she can handle herself) but jake has this tendency to like Get Involved even if she’s handling it fine since he’s the one most willing to get into a fight for his friends so its just

Appreciation post for Lance’s shoulders

So we all know that Shiro is the dorito of the paladins, but may I draw your attention to exhibit B: Lance

His shoulders!! So broad!! His chest!! So masculine!! How does he hide all of that under his hoodie??

Those are shoulders you could stand on, shoulders built for a fireman’s lift, shoulders to break down doors with

They look good in the suit too. Also he has a nice broad back

Petition to end the myth of skinny noodle Lance in favour of canon holy shit wow Lance


With you by my side I think I could do anything ♡

This is why I left:
I saw a life with you. Not in a romantic way, but the way where when I looked at the future I saw you sitting at my dining table, confessing your worries for the 1,800th time. I saw you meeting the love of my life and introducing me to yours. I saw you loving my kids like they were your own and I saw us loving each other - platonically, simply.
But through our late night conversations about the world and about our futures - mere kids aspiring to be something great in a city that was always so poor - you spoke more about the way my smile lit your world up instead of what you’d do to create your own. You stopped fantasizing about meeting the love of your life and insisted that I was already in it, despite the fact that I said it wasn’t what I wanted. That this wasn’t how it was supposed to be.
I caught the lingering stares and the subtle comments. More than anything, I noticed how we changed; how you tried to force something on me that I didn’t want, and how you kept getting hurt in the process - silently blaming me for not reciprocating feelings that I didn’t harbor in the first place. 

Three years later and I feel the hatred steam off of you when you see me on the corner of my block. I ripped you off of me like a dying limb because I knew that if I held on to you, you’d  cling for dear life - never looking forward to another version of your own future again. I left because I’d rather hurt you now and have you move on in due time, as opposed to not at all. I didn’t want you meeting the love of my life with a cold smile and tension wrapped around your first handshake. I didn’t want you to go home at night with no one beside you. I didn’t want you to look at my kids and wish they were ours. I didn’t want you to look backwards. I needed you to look forward.

I broke your heart for your own good. But believe me when I say that you broke mine, too.

—  Fri[end]zoned // n.b.

Aozaki Touko    型月まとめ by  黒衛門

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