la haine l'amour

Anonymous asked: Didn't think you even still used tumblr.

Yeah, sometimes.

lunedelunexo:

Eventually the fast text messages will become slow. The long conversations will be cut short. The attention they give you will become neglected. The feeling of being close will become something distant and foreign. Everything good eventually ends.

(Source: cuttingteeth, via eldesire)

I’m trying really hard to feel like I’m needed here, or that when you hold me you feel the same sensation I do, and I hope you understand how much I’ve written into your skin, laying there, you’ll be out of breath and I’d trace my fingers down your skin and add another story. Can’t you see how much I love you?
I’m trying to control myself, hold myself down like an anchor, but I’m not strong enough, I can’t stop the thoughts creeping in through air bubbles I’d never noticed, but you’re always there, you’ll walk ahead for awhile if I said one thing wrong, but you’d stop, turn and tell me everything’s alright. I don’t believe you, but your eye’s are far too precious so I curl up into you, as if you’re my only home, my safety. 
We’re a funny thing, we need each other, but we both know we can be apart, and I need you more than anything, and someone else might need you too, accepting that’s the hard part, someone else could love you. My body aches when I think of someone else wanting you, touching you, having you. 
I push the thought away as I know you’re mine for now, and I couldn’t bare the thought of leaving you. 

You make me feel so loved and I never want to give you up

The morning comes like a dead winters sun, you hate it because you’re leaving me again, you tell me how much you want to stay, but the morning light is pulling at your skin, like hooks in your vertebrae, you kiss me once more, but your lips feel different than they did the night before, I look down to the holes in your arm, I feel a sense of shame that this is what we’ve become, I inhale more dead smoke, wishing you were still carrying my half conscious body down the hall, you kept whispering about the white walls, how they enveloped two drunken lovers in another state, laying me down you kissed my chest, I was so content in this one simple moment, I felt the breeze on my neck coming from the window, I shiver but I’m warm inside, I tell you how sorry I am for being so high, you laugh, that simple tone…
And I’m alone again.  

Relaxed our bodies lay, the water from the rain sinking through our sheets, I traced my finger down your spine and told you everything that makes you beautiful, the drugs swimming through our veins, from a camp out session down by the woods, our minds draining out, we spent an hour by the river skipping stones, and you told me you loved me, how much I meant to you, I was content and your words were bliss. 

Anonymous asked: Post more stuff!

I apologise! I haven’t been home much, and I haven’t been using my camera lately. :\