The Sweetest Thing
You Like That Huh

We are whispering in his rented room, 
sharing whiskey beneath 
somebody else’s sheets, when he says, 
I like it when you wear my shirts. 
They make you look pure.
I laugh and take another swig
before getting up to use the bathroom.
There, bathed in holy yellow light,
I look at myself in the cracked mirror:
Little girl in an oversized shirt
with bare legs and a butchered tongue,
holding onto him to avoid coming undone.
I should leave, I think.
I should go home, climb into bed, and
try to forget this entire thing.
But instead, I climb back into his chest,
shape my body into one of his limbs,
and say, Take out my mouth,
kiss me hard, pull my pants down 
and I’ll moan how you like.
Give me a new name to wear, 
a new face to study. 
Help me out of this skin.
I so easily brand myself as yours
because I do not want to be mine.

—Lora Mathis

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secxndary:

I swear on everything that this isn’t just some stupid contest to gain followers. I’ve been wanting a new camera for ages so now I have two. I was thinking about returning/selling my old one, but I wouldn’t be getting the same amount or more than what it was originally priced. I’ve already talked to my mum about me giving it away, and she doesn’t mind. Anyway, who doesn’t like free stuff?
Here’s how this will work:
You do not have to follow me. I don’t want any followers that don’t actually like my blog. I do ask of you to kindly check out my blog though. If you like it cool, if not, then your loss.
Likes do not count for anything, only reblogs will count. You can reblog this as many times as you’d like.
Do not create any extra blogs or whatever, I will be looking on your archives.
Winner will be chosen like as if it were a raffle drawing.
Winner will be contacted via ask, so make sure that you have that on/open.
This will be over on August 21st 2014, and the winner will be announced on the 22nd.
I am doing this basically to make someone else happy and also because I accidentally deleted the other contest I was doing. Please don’t participate if you already own a Canon, but you can if you’d like I guess. I really don’t care if you live in Hogwarts, anyone is allowed to enter.
Here’s what the winner will get:
Canon EOS 1100D
Camera Cover R-F-3
Battery Charger LC-E10E
EUR AC Cable 1m
Battery pack LP-E10
Battery cover
Interface cable IFC-130U
All the disks needed.
The camera is basically brand new.
If you think this is “stupid” of me to do or anything of that sort, than just ignore it. It’s that simple.
Q. “Why would you just giveaway an expensive camera to a stranger?”
A. TO MAKE THEM HAPPY!
Q. “How do we know you aren’t bullshitting us?”
A. To make a fake contest just for followers is stupid, plus, I have a picture of me holding both the cameras :)
Good luck.

secxndary:

I swear on everything that this isn’t just some stupid contest to gain followers. I’ve been wanting a new camera for ages so now I have two. I was thinking about returning/selling my old one, but I wouldn’t be getting the same amount or more than what it was originally priced. I’ve already talked to my mum about me giving it away, and she doesn’t mind. Anyway, who doesn’t like free stuff?

Here’s how this will work:

  • You do not have to follow me. I don’t want any followers that don’t actually like my blog. I do ask of you to kindly check out my blog though. If you like it cool, if not, then your loss.
  • Likes do not count for anything, only reblogs will count. You can reblog this as many times as you’d like.
  • Do not create any extra blogs or whatever, I will be looking on your archives.
  • Winner will be chosen like as if it were a raffle drawing.
  • Winner will be contacted via ask, so make sure that you have that on/open.
  • This will be over on August 21st 2014, and the winner will be announced on the 22nd.

I am doing this basically to make someone else happy and also because I accidentally deleted the other contest I was doing. Please don’t participate if you already own a Canon, but you can if you’d like I guess. I really don’t care if you live in Hogwarts, anyone is allowed to enter.

Here’s what the winner will get:

  • Canon EOS 1100D
  • Camera Cover R-F-3
  • Battery Charger LC-E10E
  • EUR AC Cable 1m
  • Battery pack LP-E10
  • Battery cover
  • Interface cable IFC-130U
  • All the disks needed.

The camera is basically brand new.

If you think this is “stupid” of me to do or anything of that sort, than just ignore it. It’s that simple.

Q. “Why would you just giveaway an expensive camera to a stranger?”

A. TO MAKE THEM HAPPY!

Q. “How do we know you aren’t bullshitting us?”

A. To make a fake contest just for followers is stupid, plus, I have a picture of me holding both the cameras :)

Good luck.

3 weeks ago | 55,966 notes
'Amazing Spider-Man 2' And Its Self-Sabotaging Gwen Stacy Plot Twist ⇝

There are spoilers in this article, be forewarned. I find it interesting because its writer, Scott Mendelson, addressed the value of female human life in the majority of movies built around male heroes (whether they be super or not). An interesting commentary on how movie and comic book culture portrays female contributions to their plots. 

—B. 

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Anonymous: I should apologize for feigning insouciance; I don't quite understand, is tragedy why you started writing or the reason you still keep writing?

It is a little of both. I have made tragedies out of small things, and I continue to. So there was the inception and the perpetuation of my muses.

3 weeks ago | 1 note
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An ode to romantic cartography

For the longest time, all thoughts led to the same lover,

so that in half-sleep I would turn against an extinguished heat,

and that in solitude I pretended his company over my shoulder,

and in crowds I imagined him and I chasing ourselves like children.

The loss of his existence in my small world turned my atlas backwards,

with the erasure of my compass rose from anywhere

that was not the direction of his embrace,

and all other roads became footnotes to a shrunken world.

But one route is not a whole existence,

just as one beaten path does not well represent all journeys,

and I have learned that if I do not adventure forward,

I will forever hold tight to a flattened and worn map of inaccuracy. 

The world will lose its luster if you confine its geography:

if you set away your sketching pencils, it will not expand and fill,

and the world you seek to enliven with living color will become

every saddened hue in a tired spectrum of monotony.

If you are the only one who wants to retrace your steps 

in a road that you and your partner once explored,

realize that you have become a relic in an abandoned universe,

rather than the pilot and captain of the destiny you deserve.

Sorrow will become a damp bitterness, a mildew on your book of travels,

the weight of an anchor that will drag through your

dying forests, drying streams, and dusty mountains.

I no longer travel the same highways, with their heavy tolls,

break from my pattern of migration and determine new course,

sails and sights set upon the horizon of a place

so new and unforeseen, that its hills and rivers have no names,

because I tired of a partnership with disillusion that led me to believe

that the lighthouse on my eroded shores could call

an ancient lover home from vast and open seas,

when I knew that he loved sailing from, and not towards,

and that he would not return for me. 

—B. 

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4 weeks ago | 6 notes
On the subject of redamancy

You believe that is a necessary physical requirement that there be

always and eternally, a kind and flowing redamancy

between you and your chosen loves— but it is not so:

deny it as you might, it is a truth that you must come to know.

—B. 

4 weeks ago | 1 note
A poem for mechanics

You come with your daughter,
the knee hugger, the grimy nailed tree climber,
who demands with queenly command
at least two Hershey bars
(“Please, papi?”)
and you, you did not expect this unnecessary expense,
so you pocket your creased $100 in 20s
and hand over instead your plastic,
still in the paper sleeve it came in
when you first came to this golden America,
25 years ago.
Here, you put bread on the table,
hopefully when it’s on sale,
and you disdain the coupon books,
but you sure wish milk wasn’t $5 a gallon.
Working for BMW, working for Honda,
working for Chevy, working for FORD,
you put on the uniform of whoever will take you.
This is not prostitution, you think:
this is a living— good and honest.
She loves chocolate, and you are the father
who will change flat tires to provide them.
There are deep sighs at the supermarket,
and the pharmacy, and the dentist,
watching your life’s savings tremble
between too little and just enough,
but when the cashier asks you how you are,
you think that she looks a little like your daughter,
and reply that you really can’t complain.

—B

4 weeks ago
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