but I could never make dying beautiful.
The sky didn’t fill with colors the night I convinced myself
veins are kite strings you can only cut free.
I suppose I love this life,
in spite of my clenched fist.
wanted to hold your heart to my ear like a sea-shell
til i could hear the tides of every tear you’ve ever cried
then build islands in the seas of your eyes
so you’d see there’s land to swim to
It’s really, really lovely to see someone’s face light up with passion when they do something they love, regardless of what it is. That, good sirs and madams and persons, is sexy.
Requested by a dear friend, book-spazz.
“Fear is only a verb if you let it be, don’t you dare let go of my hand” Andrea Gibson
I’d marry her if I could.
|—||Andrea Gibson (via swanseatflowers)|
|—||Andrea Gibson, “How it ends.” (via jlynnmaille)|
Jewlery Store- Andrea Gibson
I can guarantee a haircut will never tell you anything about someone’s gender, who they love or how they fuck.
carve my heart
into a baseball bat.
hit my fear
out of the park.
but I’m still time zones away
from who I was the day before we met.
You were the first mile
where my heart broke a sweat.
And I wish you were here,
I wish you’d never left,
but mostly I wish you well
I wish you my very, very best.
…If there’s one thing in this world I’ve ever known for sure,
it’s that this girl is gonna crush me like a small bug,
leave me so fuckin’ broken,
there’ll be body bags beneath my eyes from nights
I cried so hard
the stars died.
But I’m like,
Go ahead. I’m all yours.
— Wasabi by Andrea Gibson
now my heart is a pressed flower and a tattered bible
it is the one verse you can trust
so I’m putting all of my words in the collection plate
I am setting the table with bread and grace
my knees are bent
like the corner of a page
I am saving your place
|—||Andrea Gibson, Maybe I Need You (via theedgeofnight)|