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  • What she says: I'm fine.
  • What she means: I'm tired of tumblr hating on la la land just because moonlight won. Both are great movies and the deserved the awards. But this blue hell site just wants to be immature and act like la la land was terrible. Of course moonlight definitely deserved best Picture, but you don't need to bash one movie and the people who liked it
It’s not like I wasn’t whole, but I have always had jagged edges - sunken crevices. Before, when someone tried to get close, their flat or rounded sides could never quite reach the deep parts of me. Until, I met you - with all your sharp points. I thought for certain you’d leave your scars, and I’d leave mine - like we both always do. But, somehow, your sharp points nuzzle my crevices, and my jagged edges fill yours comfortably. I never would have known if I never met you, but there’s always been a place for you in me.
—  M.A.P.
i wanna write a
poem
for you every
time
you make me feel
loved.
but i feel my
words
could never do
justice
to the depth of
overwhelming
emotion
you make me feel.
i am reminded though that we
live
poetry
every day. when you
breathe
when you
sigh
when you
exist
in this world you make
beauty
come alive
and it is your
love
itself
that is the poetry i seek to
create.
so with this lackluster poem
i
seek only to say
please
accept the poetry i strive to
provide
in every laugh and ask and im
please
know
that when i say i love you its a
promise
and when you say you love me its a
song
and when i go to sleep at
night
i dream of the poetry you
show
me each day and hope to
wake
with as much to
say
and as much to
give
with as much
poetry
in my own
heart
as i see in
yours.
—  you’re my best friend and soulmate and I’ll write a poem everyday out of the love you give me // -aa. // for deven @numrich

Honestly the best part of the movie.

(Redbubble) (My Star Wars art was removed last time, so maybe an limited run)

Even if you find
someone new,
to talk to every night,
to hang out with every day,
to share the giggles and
laughter at some
secret jokes,
to walk with and tell
wonderful stories,
I am still here,
waiting for you
to knock at my door
and sit beside me,
like we never missed
each other,
I am still here,
even if you’re not asking.
I am still here,
even if you weren’t
going to be there
for me anymore.
—  ma.c.a // A Promise