Counterparts - Reflection (x) So I will pray to a God that isn't there To a world that doesn’t hear To anyone who will listen To keep me from becoming everything I promised myself that I would never be.
“The night is calm and cloudless, And still as still can be, And the stars come forth to listen To the music of the sea. They gather, and gather, and gather, Until they crowd the sky, And listen, in breathless silence, To the solemn litany.” ― Henry Wadsworth Longfellow
Last night he threatened to tie me to the bed and force me to listen to him read from his dream diary, one of the worst tortures in the world if one could allow oneself to forget all actual tortures in the world. Have you ever met a man who knew what it was like to be a woman because there was this one time he thought someone was following him home? If not, I can introduce you. This week my feed is blowing up with fear of two things: the disease that turns your body inside-out and the men on the street who say Hey beautiful what’s the matter can’t take a compliment? While the men calculate the odds of catching an invisible virus, the women risk going outside every single day, dressed in their own permeable skin.
Don’t love someone whose self-love trumps all else. In the dark hour he will need only a mirror to illuminate love’s inner workings; when the light blinds, she’ll tell you to be still so she can listen to the enraptured sound of her every waking breath.
Io sto con Ignazio=I am with Ignazio is a hashtag going about on instagram that’s basically people supporting Ignazio and defending him from the italian internet trolls that believe that Il volo shouldn’t be representing their country, who believe that they actually did that thing at the hotel and that believe that Ignazio does drugs and that it was his own fault what happened in Miami.
Listento me, it’s disgusting, yes, but it’s good that #IostoconIgnazio is trending, our boys know that some people don’t like them, but it’s way more important that they know just how many people love them and support them all around the world. It’ll be okay, don’t get too upset, don’t go around insulting people, because that’s what trolls want.
Just take a deep breath, take a moment to relax,use the hashtag with some nice words or don’t say anything at all. It’ll pass and at the end of the day the haters will come and go but we’ll always be supporting our boys.
In those moments of quiet just before the dawn I lie awake and listen to your breath as it is drawn softly oh so softly into the body I adore with sounds so reminiscent of water on the shore and I silently begrudge the air that flows so free into the womb of your sweet goodness where I would long to be