myink-isblood
I love you, and that doesn’t describe my feelings very well, so I’ll try to elaborate, I want to paint constellations with your name, and plant trees that grow your favorite fruit, I want to dance with you, I want to twirl you around and catch you when you fall, I want to sleep with you, not sexually, but besides you, where I can hear your heart beat, and feel the sleepy touch of your skin, where I can wake up and be greeted with your kiss, I want to fight off your nightmares, and give you happiness, I want to shoot rainbows and stars across the sky that will guide you home, to me, I want my arms to be what you call home, I want to get lost in your eyes, and whisper beautiful words that don’t make sense into your lips, I want to hold your hands, I want to write poems for you that actually make sense, unlike this one, and every other one I’ve tried to write for you, I want you to understand my heartbeat, just like I want to understand yours, unshaken, and unwavering, I want to be yours, I want to see your face, and see what you look like in the rain, I want to arrive at your house at midnight unexpectedly, without it being weird, I want to take all your sadness, and all your pain and I want to rip it apart, I want to push you up against the wall, in the most innocent way, so that there’s no air stopping me from getting closer to you, so maybe I can get close enough to see who you really are, I want to give you my fragile heart, I want to stitch up your seams, I want to love you. I want you to understand that, and I want the world to know that, maybe this doesn’t make sense, but it would if you saw you the way I do, and I know this all sounds so very selfish, but I guess I’m a selfish person, and I do love you
// I really do (via myink-isblood)
hedonistpoet

hedonistpoet:

The deepest, dirtiest secrets
The darkness of blue skies 
They have never seen the hidden stars
That sparkle when you laugh 
They aren’t so wise 
They are just so high
Give this all up
Live the life you want
So iconic and ironic 
You know your stronger than addiction
They know you’re better than restriction
But they have no idea
How sweet your kiss tastes 
Just like death on my lips
- Hedonist Poet
wordsnquotes

You know how the color white is all colors combined and illuminated by each other that it gives you this pale slate.

My theory is that it is the same with emotions.

Emotionless, I don’t think is the absence of emotion, rather the opposite. Emotionless is the color white, it’s all the emotions aggregated and staggered together that you no longer know what you are feeling.

Those who are emotionless are the most emotional, I think. because they feel everything at once without having the luxury to decide one feeling over the other.