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  • I hold onto the hurt of betrayal so that it reminds me of my insignificance. Better that than to be deluded by arrogance about my supposed significance.

    Cynically Jaded

  • Fragile

    “I wish I could stop after looking at the facade,

    Instead of always peering at what lies beyond

    It’s that inquisitive care that I cannot subdue

    That concern for the pain that reflects in her eyes

    That draws me in to want to ease her anguish

    And leaves me ravaged when she finds her wings

    And seeks out another that only sees her facade

    So that her elaborate defences she can continue to maintain…

    Anything to protect her fragility”

  • Fragile

    I wish I could stop after looking at the facade,

    Instead of always peering at what lies beyond

    It’s that inquisitive care that I cannot subdue

    That concern for the pain that reflects in her eyes

    That draws me in to want to ease her anguish

    And leaves me ravaged when she finds her wings

    And seeks out another that only sees her facade

    So that the elaborate defences she can continue to maintain…

    Anything to protect her fragility

    ” 

    (Cynically Jaded)

  • We act out of duty rather than conviction when the guilty martyr in us triumphs over our courage to be true to ourselves and just to our souls.

    Cynically Jaded

  • yesterday morning
    I found our first time
    sleeping on the stairs

    I walked around it
    quietly

    2011-02-23 tanka (via mydreamsmoveslowly)

  • Insincerity

    Salvation is in sincerity (Arabic calligraphy by Muhammed Zakariya)

    Salvation is in sincerity – (Arabic calligraphy by Muhammed Zakariya)

    I’m not quite sure which is worse, the insincerity of someone pretending to love, or that of someone pretending not to…the former still has the potential to create some good, because even if we develop a sense of belonging or a feeling of being needed based on a false premise, as long as its maintained, there’s good in it, and no matter how destructive the ultimate realisation of it being false, it can never eradicate the good that was already experienced while it was being experienced…whereas in the case of being insincere in pretending not to love someone, the good that already exists is being smothered, destroying both hope and souls in the process. 

  • Ultraviolet Kisses

    myelephantine:

    Day light gently tugs me while I sleep and I curl myself a little tighter, hanging off the hems of a dream. It’s only been three hours since my lids gave up on me, but I feel her rising and flirting against my skin, warm kisses on my wrists and fingertips. She’s banished the shadows in my room and conjured a melody of birds by my window. She whispers promises in my ear and I pull my covers over my head and sink into an artificial night.

    Leave me here.