GIRL IN PROGRESS

You’re looking for a poem to tell
you why your heart is broken
into every piece. You’re looking
for someone to compare all the
ways he didn’t love you to a rose
and how even when it turns
black with death, it’s still lovely.
There aren’t words that will
make your phone’s silence
easier, trust me. You’re alone
tonight and he’s probably
thinking about someone else;
there’s nothing poetic about that.
anne, don’t give him the satisfaction of leaving something beautiful behind. your heartbreak isn’t pretty. 

kayleefabulous:

MY ANACONDA-

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lacomeobejas:

I’ll never settle, unless I can find someone that’ll make me come better than my hands can.

Humankind seems to have an enormous capacity for savagery, for brutality, for lack of empathy, for lack of compassion.
Annie Lennox 
If you ate my pussy please don’t ever try to disrespect me. Nigga I fed you.

st0neybal0ney:

homicideluke:

Don’t string her along. Think about it, bro. I did.