• aggressively peach walls
  • in love with the idea of being in love
  • perhaps i should use the sentences you mumble before waking as a guide to the hollow beating in your chest
  • we were never tragedies, we were emergencies
  • are you broken too? or are you better from this?
  • it starts with loving a boy with smoke curled around his neck and settled into his clothes
  • it's not that he thinks himself unlovable, it's just that he is
  • the last day that we loved was quite like the first night we discovered one another with drunk palms and dark mouths
  • and we can all be summed up in the small pauses and the shallow intakes of breath before we say something we’ll one day over contemplate
  • we’ve been jagged ups and down and broken falls as long as I can remember, and I’ve fallen out of love almost as many times as I’ve fallen in
  • we're moving further and further apart, the back of your head a disintegrating shadow on my palm
  • you wake up one morning and he smells like home
  • amaranthine: immortal; undying; deep purple-red colour
  • amaranthine bruises
  • when you held your hand over my mouth as we fucked where we shouldn’t have

poetry & prose


  • shelter stiles/derek - derek & scott brothers, idk yay surfing.
  • no-college verse, stiles & derek living together
  • TW/POTO.
jan 10 2013 ∞
mar 21 2013 +