Newest Deviations
DreamingThere is a patch of paint above your bed that is cracked and peeling. After you left, I lay under it for days, sheets wrapped loosely around my ankles in a tangled mess. My knuckles were white and blood was crusting around crescent wounds on my palms before I noticed that I wasn't holding on to anything. I spluttered as cold tears settled into the crevices of my collarbones.Dreaming
The warm spring sunlight that filters through your curtains changed to rain and ice, pelting hard against the glass, and my fingers trembled as morbid dreams crackled through my mind, like a static film. It rained for hours inside my head. A flicker of light explod
by ~a-magical-poison
NostalgiaI used to collect misshapen beads from the gutters near the manufacturing factories and for your birthday I gave them all to you in a clear glass vial. You threw them into the garden, one by one, and told me that broken things are useless. I wanted to tell you that you were wrong and that nothing stays broken forever, but I looked at the scars crawling down your wrists and bit my lip and said nothing.Nostalgia
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I would always find you kneeling in the middle of your bed with a bottle of fizzy alcohol clasped between your fingers. You would watch as I slid across to sit on your windowsill with my legs dangling out in the bre
by ~a-magical-poison
Random Favourites
orion and andromeda.look, it happened like this.orion and andromeda.
you were holding a child's telescope and a book on galileo. i was holding a grudge against men and fresh flowers.
you called it fate, and it wasn't until years later that i found out you didn't even believe in fate. you just believed in the curve of my spine and the way i tucked my feet beneath me in the chair.
within an hour of meeting you i loved you.
i wanted to tell you my middle name. i wanted to tell you about how i sprained my wrists seven times. i wanted to tell you stories about orion and andromeda, but it was cloudy and your eyes were asking for more t
by ~estallidos
penny laneby ~gumb00tz
secrets.i. when i was little, i would pick grass and throw it in the wind because i liked knowing that i could destroy something other than myself.secrets.
ii. i’ve never made a wish on my birthday or on a shooting star because i don’t know what things are worth wishing for.
iii. i tell people that my favorite color is
ocean blue, cerulean blue, but actually, it is the color of your heart.
iv. there is always
something missing.
by ~Amertie
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