radiate positivity, xo kylie

'I am leaving.'
This is the hundredth time I have said this to you. You are sitting with your feet up on our sitting room table and from across the room, I can see two foxes of fear sprint across your eyes. They hold hands, they look at me raw, and disappear. ‘I’m leaving you.’ My nails are digging crescents into my palms.
‘But,’ you scrape a hand across your jaw and consider this, ‘I love you.’ This is enough. It always is. My insides unroll for you. You tender the wounds and we play chess naked and fall asleep, bodies like olive branches. The next evening, it will be the same again. I will tell you that I am going. You will soften for me. The foxes will cry at the discontent.

We are loving each other futilely. We’re playing Kiss Chase on a knife edge, I say ‘I’ve finally got you’ and hold you hard enough to break your back. You let me every time. You say ‘you’re mine’ and push me off every bridge you can find. Hold my hand at the last minute and sometimes we go over the edge together. Sometimes the water kisses us. Sometimes it turns us inside out. Either way it’s heartbreaking, either way it’s an adventure.

On the phone, my mother sighs and tells me ‘leave him.’ And I cry and hold myself and tell her that I am still trying. My father promises that he will break you into tiny little pieces and you laugh and stroke a finger down your chin and say ‘he needn’t worry. You’ve already done that.’ In the evenings I sit on your lap and you lick salt tears from my face and leave handprints on my ribcage.

We argue like acid rain. In our darkest moments we are bitter and hungry and furious. When I am cruel, I leave with no warning and do not come back for days. When you are cruel, you drink and smoke 20 a day. You threaten to fuck my friends. We fall in and out of love with each other like the tides at midnight. I want to say ‘here is the door, here is my kiss, pick one.’ I want to say that I love you but I cannot keep breaking my spine for you. Instead, I tell you that I am leaving and you tell me that you love me and we fill and empty each other again.

- Azra.T “Praying Foxes” (via 5000letters)

stateofgraces:

georgeshelleys:

iwasthomasriddle:

maybe the reason why I’m single is because I’ve never gone to a new years eve party at a ski resort and sung karaoke with a complete stranger

i don’t get it

u r not a true wildcat

(Source: revoltingnewsies)

wreckedteens:

when you tell him to go deeper but hes already all the way in
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The saddest things in the world:

-people forgotten on their birthdays
-old people eating alone
-animals left behind by their humans

(Source: hicscream)

whistlings:

you know it’s sweater weather when white girls take out their uggs and starbucks has pumpkin spice lattes.

jaclcfrost:

"i’m not bitter" i say, bitterly, with a bitter expression

bootykage:

bootykage:

bootykage:

yungflowergirl:

I truly go into housewife mode when im someones girlfriend like I will make u pancakes and bacon every morning and suck u up whenever u want

this a lie

im literally dating this girl

this a lie

she dont even know how to cook a pancake what is this

The term ‘trying to forget someone’ is so awful, because you’ll never forget someone if you’re trying to forget them - Taylor Swift (via tsumikissy0512)
fantasticcatadventures:

My friend is a snapchat genius
thewearysavantponders:

purple skeleton going the extra mile.