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    Collection of Breaktime Selfies

    Collection of Breaktime Selfies

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    "I deleted 500 photos of myself today. When I looked at them all I could see was you. It does not make sense."
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    http://apoetreflects.tumblr.com/post/97712463445/a-poem-is-an-organism-it-is-a-projection-of-our →

    apoetreflects:

    "A poem is an organism. It is a projection of our existence, a cosmology of a particular experience. It is a sequence imposed on the simultaneity of that experience in order to recreate it. Its ‘poetry’ is nothing more than the presence of someone existing and acknowledging his [or her] own life….

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    "I can say I’m over you as many times as I want but my heart, god damn my heart always gives me away."
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    surfandwrite:

    Poem reading as requested by you guys! x I TRIED MY BESTEST TO MAKE AN AMERICAN ACCENT W/GOOD DICTION BUT I SUCK IM SO SORRY

    Let’s be honest here -
    I am not the girl men fall in love with.
    I am the girl that men want to fuck.
    I am a conquest. A prize. A show.

    I could count on five hundred fingers
    the number of people that have professed,
    “I like you. You’re different. You’re an interesting girl.”
    Apparently I’m not fascinating enough for you
    to want to hold for more than a one night stand.

    Once
    as I finished swimming a sea of blankets
    and got left stranded on the shore,
    I asked myself:

    What’s wrong with me?
    What am I doing?
    Am I not good enough for anybody?

    And right before I could drown again,
    the sun woke up and said,

    "You are.
    You are enough.
    Forget the men whose hands have groped your hips
    in search for answers to questions
    you’ve never even heard of.
    Do not settle for people who do not appreciate you,
    who do not know how lucky they are.
    Remember it is a privilege to be loved by you,
    or even just
    to be touched by you, and
    the warmth of another body does not define your worth.

    These men -
    they think that they can own you
    with their drunken stares and roughened arms, but
    I have circled the earth
    a thousand times
    to feed the light flowing inside your skin.
    Do not waste it by illuminating those who
    can not even be bothered
    to learn your last name.”

    So that night when
    the moon tried once more to pin me down,
    I told him:

    I am made of sunlight, crashing waves, and fireworks.
    You think you can tame me
    and cool my flesh?
    I am the girl who plays with matches,
    and trust me I play it well.
    Lord knows I’ve walked through villages leaving 
    a pile of destruction in my wake.

    My heart is a bushfire
    and the next time you try to control me, 
    darling, make no mistake -

    I will burst out and ravage you in flames.

    I’ll 
    burn 
    you
    to
    the
    ground.

    (This isn’t a test.)

     For All The Girls With Messy Hearts, And To The Men Whose Skin Have Tasted Mine; Sade Andria Zabala (surfandwrite)

    (Source: surfandwrite)

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    "I heard about love my entire life,
    it sounded like the most
    beautiful thing ever.
    But I thought it was
    absolutely ludicrous
    what people would do for love.
    I never understood it
    until I fell into it.
    I really did not expect it to be
    like this,
    I did not expect love to
    be this.
    Spending nights awake crying
    until I did not feel like crying anymore.
    And hurting like,
    hurting like something inside of me
    had been broken.
    And yearning for someone
    like I have never yearned for
    anything before.
    If this is love,
    this painful feeling that
    distorts you and leaves you
    not to die, but to feel like dying.
    If this is what love is,
    I believe that it is still worth it.
    Because I have never been happier
    than when I was in love,
    and I have never fallen apart
    this badly before.
    And it was a pleasure, really.
    It was a pleasure to have my
    insides feel like
    they have been ruptured,
    and then see you and feel
    like I had the entire universe
    right in front of me."
    M.O.W, It was a pleasure to fall in love  (via imwritingpoems)
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    Nicki Minaj at Fashion Rocks!

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