| Because "A Story About Us" is too old, too much, and this is now. [New favourite.] Oh! And, by the way, this is my hundredth deviation. :] |
Turbulence
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This Kiss: Tequila SnapshotYou kissed me like a photograph. Slow motion and regular speed and I remember the moment with too much contrastThis Kiss: Tequila Snapshot
and off-colouring in the atmosphere, the ocean behind us and it
was a picture dA would obsess over.
and the air was thin, a cool breeze blew through the night.
but the air was thick, tension and desire between two bodies.
we were heavy with, light with, warm with, tipsy from whatdoyouthink and everyone
had left the balcony, but I turned back
to grab your mom's camera and you
grabbed me.
unexpected.
by ~DevinJamie
TurbulenceWe are 38,000 feet above the ground, above anything that represents normalcy or consistency, and we are out of reach of anyone who could drag us down, andTurbulence
you look at me like I'm something amazing or rare or beautiful and you sing along to the song that is attached to us through your headphones. the gist
of it is that she is what you've been looking for, but I am still everything you need, and more. And you're looking at me like you used to, when you would rub
a thumb across my cheekbone and kiss my forehead, when you adored the living shit out
of me. and, if I didn't know better, my breath
by ~DevinJamie
Bienvenidos a Los CabosEverything is too much, is too hard, is too complex,Bienvenidos a Los Cabos
is upside down and inside out, sideways, seashells, sand in my hair tequila and lime, clearing up clouded eyes- alcohol forgets inhibitions, but causes them over again with memories of things we shouldn't have done, actions without feelings, emotions repressed even while under a spell of complete inebriation. We won't let ourselves feel emotions we may feel guilty for later- these taboo thoughts of love will hurt us, because
we won't let ourselves believe in them
anymore. I want to spray coconut onto your
by ~DevinJamie
Dear HB,Dear HB,Dear HB,
This is what falling for you feels like:
Jumping off of a bridge with a parachute strapped to your back, and you're terrified that the wind won't catch and you'll fall to your death, but everyone is assuring you that it's fine and you breathe deep and jump and it's the best, most exhilarating thing you've ever felt and the parachute works and you land on your feet and you're laughing and smiling and everyone you love is hugging you and laughing andeverything. is. perfect.
-
Dear HB,
This is what losing you feels like:
Your coach tellin
by ~DevinJamie
Favourites
fascination infatuationi want to sleep with you, by you. i sleep best when you are near.fascination infatuation
you have become my center, my sun. this is not fine. elliptical orbits around your life, the epicycles of our moods. when we are tangent we ignite but it's the gap years that break us down. this is not all right. i scorned dependency yet i am unstable without your gravity, lost in space --
when you tried to trace my face and i said no, i had strength then, i could let you go. but now i am too weak, your eyes reduce me to poems and there is no resistance left in my bones. if you should leave then i would cease to exist, become a wormhole, a wrinkl
by ~xloveisaplace
Writing Ofof transitory things, of greener pastures, milked cows grazing and chewing their cud, their own spit and spackle, over and over and never digesting anything. of absence, of abstinence, and those being my two greatest fears. of fear, flightWriting Of
or foe, sparrows and sunshine and harsh autumn thoughts. of sex,
your hands over mine, your hands on my body, in my body, somewhere around my body. of sexual
prepositions, scantily-clad commas.
of you in morning kitchen light making me toast and talking about how i look naked. you holding cinnamon bread and y
by ~loosenyourheart
Devious Journal Entry
EuphoricDevious Info
- Current Residence: L.A., CA
- Interests: living, dreaming, writing, reading, photography, friends, love, life, laughter, pyschology, the moon
- Favourite movie: cheesy romantic comedies :]
- Favourite band or musician: Angels and Airwaves; 311; Taylor Swift
- Favourite genre of music: Anything but folk, yodeling, and/or opera, please.
- Favourite poet or writer: J.K. Rowling, :D [and "Estallidos," and "loosenyourheart" on deviantart]
- Favourite photographer: Nirrimi. ["Pretty-As-A-Picture" on deviantart]
- Shell of choice: mother of pearl; sand dollars
- Wallpaper of choice: snozberry
- Personal Quote: "If you find it in your heart to care for somebody else, you will have succeeded." -Maya A
- Tools of the Trade: blue cristal bic pens and microsoft notepad
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Love & Peace,
Carolyn
.chasing castles like there's no tomorrow.
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'Needed time to clear my mind and breathe the free air, find some peace there. Used to keep my heart in jail but the choice was love or fear of pain and I...
chose...
love...'
Anathema - 'Everything'
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They taped over your mouth, scribbled out the truth with their lies...
dA [and I] missed you! :]
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They taped over your mouth, scribbled out the truth with their lies...
Hails!
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To be reborn, one must die first.
Leviathan.
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