you are the moonlight of my life

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At some point, you gotta decide for yourself who you’re going to be. Can’t let nobody make that decision for you. 

Moonlight (2016) dir. Barry Jenkins                                                                                      

My condolences to anyone who has ever lost me, and to anyone who got lost in me or to anyone who ever took a loss with me, my apologies for the misunderstanding or the lack there of. I’m sorry you missed the God in me and I’m sorry you missed the light, I’m sorry you forgot the way I rose like the moonlight after night with the burden to forgive, ego to feed you, everything

See, I’m a holy woman. I know what it’s like to give life to a being without ever needing to press skin to one another. I’ve practiced how to hold my tongue long enough, I’m afraid I forgot to say goodbye. I’m afraid that you’re under the impression that I was made to please you. I was under the impression that you understood me better

The truth is, I’m a superwoman, and some days I’m an angry woman, and some days I’m a crazy woman for still waiting, for still loving harder even if I’m aching, for still trusting that I’m still worth the most, for still searching, for someone to understand me better

—  Intro | Kehlani
  • Jungkook: Man Taehyung gets on my nerves sometimes!
  • Yoongi: Oh yeah?
  • Jungkook: Yeah! Him and his perfect sun kissed skin, and glowing smile... his life brightening laughter... The way his eyes glint in the moonlight... How he always makes me smile...
  • Yoongi: Sounds like you got a bunch of pent up rage there buddy.
I was told somewhere (read) to fall in love with small town girls. Small town girls with big dreams and hearts full of moonlight. Small town girls who brighten your day like sunflowers and smell like rainfall in lavender fields. Small town girls who’ve books’ marked with descriptions, and drawings of mr. Darcy. Small town girls, who kneel down next to you when you’ve fallen & pick you up like life is a box full of chocolates. Small town girls who forgive you when you’ve forgotten (them) & embrace you like nothing ever happened.
—  xmwsii  — to my two best friends.
I laid down next to you that night, ready to go to sleep. Just like every weekend night. Except seeing you under the moonlight with your eyelashes casting long shadows and a smile across your face as you held me closely, I became so terrified. I wanted to both let you go and hold on tighter, so I grabbed you like my life depended on it. I remember you asked, “are you okay?” and I didn’t know how to answer. Yes, and no, I thought. I’m fine because I think I’m falling in love with you, and I’m terrified that I’m actually falling in love with you and that it isn’t some sick joke my heart is playing on me. I don’t know if I’d rather be in love with you but never tell you, or never even entertain myself with those warm heartfelt feelings. I want to love, but I don’t want it to end how it ends in a lot of the books I read and movies I watch and songs I listen to, where our love is the cause of our ruin and we fall apart never knowing what we could be. I realized, when your warm arms were wrapped around my chilled skin, that I wanted to see myself with you in the long run. A year, two, from now, together, telling the story of how we met. Making others jealous that we were the ones who could make it this far, and feeling like we could conquer the world. These thoughts both elated and terrified me, and I wanted to tell you. But it’s way too soon, and we both know that. We’re a couple of teenagers who just want to feel love in this hate-filled world. I don’t think we’re ready for the reality of life and love. So I just grabbed the arm of your sleeve and whispered, “I’m fine, I promise” because I was, because I had you.
—  Excerpt from a book I will never write #1089 // this is why i shouldnt think too hard at 3 am when im in your bed surrounded by you
"My condolences... to anyone who has ever lost me. And, to anyone who got lost in me. Or, to anyone who ever felt they took a loss with me. My apologies, for the misunderstanding or the lack there of. I'm sorry you missed the God in me... and I'm sorry you missed the light. I'm sorry you forgot the way I rose like the moonlight after night with the burden to forgive, eager to feed you, everything. See... I'm a holy woman. I know what it's like to give life to a being without ever needing to press skin against one another. I've practiced how to hold my tongue long enough, I'm afraid I forgot to say goodbye. I'm afraid, you're under the impression that I was made to please you. I was under the impression, you understood me better. The truth is, I'm a superwoman. And some days, I'm an angry woman...and some days, I'm a crazy woman... for still waiting, for still loving harder even if I'm aching... for still trusting that I'm still worth the most, for still searching, for someone to understand me better."

- Reyna Biddy

Profile Improvement

Hey sugars, a lovely lady here asked me if I could help her with her profile. It’s the only one I’m going to do though, I would if I could but it takes some time. I made sure to keep her points but just refine it a bit. Her’s was really well done, I just did some fixes. :)

I made sure to play to her strengths and even highlight her milk-chocolate goodness (tropical, exotic..). I hope this helps some.


BEFORE:

A queen who wants to be treated properly by a king.I would describe myself as a slender, curvy, ambitious, soft-hearted woman. *I emit a soft glow.* I love moonlight, good food, and things that sparkle. I love to laugh, so if you have a sense of humour we will get along well! I’ve been told my pictures don’t do me justice. You will have to let me know if that is true when we meet.My life goal is to be a positive force for change in the world. I am ambitious and I need to be, I’ve got a world to change.I can’t wait to meet my next benefactor.

DESIRED ARRANGEMENT
I am seeking a gentleman. Someone honest, direct, and kind. I’d like to meet someone who is wise and generous and willing to share some of that wisdom with me. I want someone who’s company I can enjoy, who simply has the means and desire to support me, spoil me, and guide me. I’m not looking to play games. Treat me respectfully and I will do the same for you.We are both here for a reason. You want companionship and to help someone, I want financial support and great memories. This isn’t all about money for me, but please do not insult me by pretending it isn’t part of the arrangement.If you are looking for intimacy before an arrangement, you are on the wrong website. I do not get intimate with anyone until I am certain they will keep me comfortable both financially and physically.If you can exceed my expectations I will certainly exceed yours. 


AFTER:
“Let me bring light, back into your life

I am a slender but curvaceous, ambitious,and soft-hearted lady with a tropical, exotic flair. Moonlight, delicious food and shiny things bring out the best in me. I am a comic, and I know laughter is the best medicine, so if you have a great sense of humor, I’m certain we’ll get along just fine–don’t sigh too loudly at my corny jokes. Something many can attest to, is the radiance and glow that often follow me, my pictures do not do me justice. I’m sure you’ll tell me the same as we white-water raft, climb Mount Everest, or have a nice bite to eat on our first date.I am a force to be reckoned with, but emit only positivity–something I’d love to see in the world. I am ambitious and I need to be- I’ve got a world to change.I can’t wait to meet my next benefactor.”

DESIRED ARRANGEMENT
“I am seeking a gentleman. Someone honest, direct, and kind. I’d like to meet someone who is wise, generous and willing to share his insight. Someone who’s company I can enjoy, who simply has the means and desire to support me,dote on, and guide me.Treat me respectfully and I will do the same for you.“  

 *** I left out the final part of her write up, I told her to add it but to finish it lightheartedly. No negative tones, remember.


Best wishes sugars,
-Ruby

Forbidden Love Sentence Starters
  • "We very nearly got caught then."
  • "I think we should meet up less, people are starting to get suspicious."
  • "If anyone asks, you're my cousin."
  • "I wish we didn't have to meet at night, but my goodness you look so beautiful by the moonlight."
  • "There is no pretending any more. I love you, and I will love you until I die, and if there's a life after that, I'll love you then."
  • "Just for tonight let's pretend we're not who we are."
  • "I can't help myself, the forbidden fruit is always the sweetest."
  • "What do you mean I'm not allowed to love you?"
  • "I don't know what I'm going to do, I can't see myself with anyone else."
  • "I don't want to marry him/her/them!"
  • "I've began to love this place, our little spot."
  • "What do you think people would say if they knew about us?"
  • "They know."
  • "Perhaps we should quit while we're ahead."
  • "Flirting with you has been fun but I'm worried we might be in too deep."
  • "I can't fall in love with you, I just can't!"
  • "We were doomed from the start, we've been fighting a losing battle."
  • "I just don't care any more. I love you, and I don't care who knows."
  • "If you think you can stand living with me, looking but not touching, you're welcome to try."
  • "No matter what happens, I'll always be there for you, even if we can't be together."
  • Shion: *takes Nezumi's hand and lovingly looks into his eyes* Nezumi
  • Nezumi: yeah?
  • Shion: Nezumi, moonlight of my life, apple of my eye, the sweet fresh melody of my life, Nezumi?
  • Nezumi: y-yeah?
  • Shion: i spent a week organizing that shelf. If you don't put the books back where you took them from I will fuck you up.

TO THE BOY WHO MOVED ON FIRST:

i am still as brave as i was the first day we met,
when we were sitting on your couch kissing
for the first time, when we’d act grown up
in restaurants, dressing up for each other
and undressing when the night was through.
i am still as strong as when i told you about my past,
still as meaningful as the stories i shared,
the secrets i whispered under the moonlight,
the meaning i found in all of this.

and isn’t that what life is about?
meaning it. meaning all of the i love yous
that fell from my lips, meaning it
when i told you you were it,
meaning it when i told you
it’d take a while for me to get over this,
getting too invested,
caring about you, caring about you,
caring about somebody else so much
that i allowed myself to break over this.

and i don’t burn less bright alone.
in fact, i burn even brighter now.
i have never been more caring,
compassionate, and forgiving
than the months after you broke me.
and i am not afraid to scream:
being upset means i cared,
means i threw myself into something
face-first, no parachute.
it means i really lived and this was real
and we were real and i survived this.
caring will always be braver than not caring,
will always be stronger than throwing yourself
into something new to get your mind off of this.

i allowed myself to grieve you,
and i am better for it.

—  to the boy who moved on first: you’re not winning the break-up

My condolences to anyone who has ever lost me, and to anyone who got lost in me or to anyone who ever took a loss with me, my apologies for the misunderstanding or the lack there of. I’m sorry you missed the God in me and I’m sorry you missed the light, I’m sorry you forgot the way I rose like the moonlight after night with the burden to forgive, ego to feed you, everything

See, I’m a holy woman. I know what it’s like to give life to a being without ever needing to press skin to one another. I’ve practiced how to hold my tongue long enough, I’m afraid I forgot to say goodbye. I’m afraid that you’re under the impression that I was made to please you. I was under the impression that you understood me better

The truth is, I’m a superwoman, and some days I’m an angry woman, and some days I’m a crazy woman for still waiting, for still loving harder even if I’m aching, for still trusting that I’m still worth the most, for still searching, for someone to understand me better
(Understand me better)

- Reyna Biddy, Kehlani “Sweet Sexy Savage”
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Waiting for a text from you
Waiting for you to say you want me too
Waiting for you to give in
Waiting for you to ask me how I’ve been
Waiting for you to show up at my door
Waiting for you to tell me you’ve never wanted me more
Waiting for you to take me out on the town
Waiting for you to strip me down
Waiting for you to trace my skin with your fingertips
Waiting for your hips on my hips
Waiting for you to whisper you love me in the moonlight
Waiting for you to stay with me all night
Waiting for the sun to rise
Waiting to wake up next to you for the rest of my life.
—  Waiting // 8.26.15

The heartbreaking thing about moonlight is how everyone forced Chiron to put on this armor and then Kevin calls him out and he’s like what did you think I’d turn out to be like do you think I wouldn’t have problems from being bullied my whole life? Judging what someone had to become in order to stop being hit and getting no apology. Your only mentor destroying your only family and the silence when Chiron’s mom asks if he still loves her and that feeling of loving someone but not liking them and hating them bc they’re the one person you’re suppose to be able to count on and Kevin failing to stand up against those bullies and not apologizing that he helped create this Chiron character and then learning your childhood love could so easily make a baby with a woman when you thought you two were the same and how everyone so easily accepts the falls in life and knows who they are or pretends to know and Chiron just clearly can’t even tho he tries and when he’s a grown man, there’s this depressing sense that he’s too old to not have figured it out yet so when is he gonna? As his whole body is still on that beach with Kevin, he hasn’t moved in years

listen to me, daughter
there will be four types of boys
you will come across that will
sting your heartbeat:

I. he will only reek of you in the
moonlight, and shamelessly wash
you off in the morning. he will
come as a prophet
preaching his ways with
a mouth seamlessly full
of light curving his body
into the sides of your
hipbones like swans bend
their necks. he will conjoin his
knuckles into the palms of your
hands while shoving his teeth
down your throat trying to savor
you. a beast that will try to pry
your thighs wide to fit his anatomy
in between. he will have hopes of
harvesting the honey out of you.
tell him, there was no sweetness
left for him. do not sell the raw
honey stored in the beehives
of your womb.

II. the one in which his suit will
be perfectly pressed
and you are obsessed with
his ability to relax with you in
coffee-stained pajamas
shamelessly eating ice cream
on the couch. he will be rough
skinned that makes the sweetness
have the ability to prosper in his
vacancy. but you will not touch the
fireworks lightning your tongue.
for the kisses stampeded into your
delicate cheeks will not taste
as genuine as your mothers.

III. then there is the one that
feels like he’s cracking your
heart like he does a pomegranate
with his bare hands.
he will be the left over particles
of fruit beneath your finger nails.
the sugar stains smeared all over
your lips. he will be the
only mercy you will pray
for in a beautiful war.
though he will have blood
on his hands too many times
that I will constantly warn you
about the heartbreaker ready
to stick daggers into you like
knives.

IV. this one will be different
you will see him and his brown
eyes will hit your body like a
season the one that touches your
skin as if you are spun gold.
his voice alone will shake you
it will be the echo that carves
flowers in the spineless.
he will have plucked every poem
that has ever touched your lips
and write new lines of poetry
into the roots of you
into the breath of the parts where
colorful wings roam
a place where your wild
runs free.

—  Excerpt #223

“What is your biggest fear?”


Not being able to live out every little part of this life that I want to. Waking up one day realizing it’s too late. Realizing that I didn’t go on that amazing road trip with my friends, that I didn’t get the best kiss underneath the moonlight or that I didn’t do all the mistakes that I needed to do to get the best rights I ever could.


It’s terrifying, you know? Thinking that the best day of my life can be around the corner and I can miss it. But I’m getting rid of that fear in a minute, you’ll see. I’m going to give myself all the best days of life, because at the end of the day I’m the only one who can do that. All the wanderlust, dreaming and longing will not stay in this chest of mine, I need to put all my wanting and needing on the line.

—  t.j. // All the words I don’t say #10

and you loved the way
the wind danced with her hair,
and you loved the way
the rain made her skin feel on a grey day
and you loved the way
the sun made her lipgloss shimmer
and you loved the way
her eyes glistened in the moonlight,

but you didn’t love her

In those silent moments,
between stillness and time,
my heart yearns for you,
but I know you’re not right.

So instead I’ll focus that love
on someone truly deserving.

But not you,
oh no,
long forgotten friend of mine.

—  Long Forgotten Friend Of Mine// Musings By Moonlight