And the hunter found his prey,
in the deepest of the dark
the moon guided his way
the stars lightning as sparks.

Hiding beneath a poison flower
the lovers were having a dream
Dark nightmare that tasted like sour
they haunted the ones that broke and screamed.

And the hunter found his prey,
in the deepest of the dark
the moon guided his way
the stars lightning as sparks.

Hiding beneath a poison flower
the lovers were having a dream
Dark nightmare that tasted like sour
they haunted the ones that broke and screamed.

itwontleavemyhead:

Sun is in your eyes.

itwontleavemyhead:

Sun is in your eyes.

Reblogged from Nate Acebal
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itwontleavemyhead:

Animal
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12 Things you should do if you love someone 

1. Write them poetry even if it’s shitty. I don’t care if it’s fucking nonsense. Write how they make you feel like fire. 

2. Let them cry into your shirt. Let them wipe their snot and tears on you. It doesn’t matter if it’s your favorite shirt. If you love them you won’t care. 

3. Count the stars with them. When you see a shooting star. Tell them how you wished for them to kiss you. Then fucking kiss them. 

4. When they tell you they want to die. Look them in the eyes and whisper “I fucking love you.” Stay up with them all night and talk them out of it. Remind them that they extinguished the pain in your heart and say you’ll help do the same.

5. Bring them roses. I don’t care if they’re a boy or a girl. Roses will make anyone’s day. 

6. On the days they’re afraid they’ll lose you. Kiss their forehead, remind them that you love them more than you love your favorite band and then kiss their lips so passionately that they’re questioning themselves as to why they asked that question. 

7. Sing with them. They won’t care if your voice is shitty. They’ll be more focused on the redness of your cheeks than the rattle of your vocal chords. 

8. When they wake up in the morning tell them their beautiful. Say their messy hair and sleepy voice is the reason you get up in the morning. Tell them you live for their good morning smile. 

9. When they’re puking in a bucket because they’re sick, hug them. They’ll resist and say how there’s vomit all over them. Hug them anyways. It’ll mean the world to them. 

10. When you touch them, tell them that they are a masterpiece. Every curve of their body is beautiful. Especially their soul. Remind them that they are a supernova and you’d love them even if they exploded. 

11. On the days they make you want to tear your hair out, remind yourself that you picked them for a reason. Remember that you chose them and they chose you. 

12. Just fucking love them even when they don’t deserve it. 

— m.n. (via unscriptedconfabulationmn)

I cry…

Reblogged from I'm a walking Desaster
itwontleavemyhead:

Sun is in your eyes.

itwontleavemyhead:

Sun is in your eyes.

Reblogged from Nate Acebal

Torre de cenizas,
fuego en los pulmones
El vuelo de las mariposas
Hizo crecer mis tentaciones.
De cortarme, sí, de cortarme
Perderme en el filo del metal
Y no volver a encontrarme.
Cerrar los ojos, cansado
Y dejar atrás el pasado
Dejar mi vida de lado.

Dejé caer el filo
Mi vida colgaba de un hilo,
Mi esperanza, atrapada
En una prisión encantada
Mi cuerpo, inerte
Que sentía sin sentir nada.
Y mi corazón, mi corazon suspiraba
Suspiros de sangre, sangre derramada.

De pronto abrí los ojos
Entre suspiros y sollozos,
Se secaron mis lagrimas,
Se apagaron mis lastimas.
Me hice de acero
Nunca decía “te quiero”
Me hice de piedra
Me hice de hielo
Hasta que llego un día,
un 27 de febrero.

Aprendí a sonreir,
Me olvidé de sufrir.
Y ahora lo eres todo
Eres mi vida,
La que quise dejar de lado.
Eres mi orgasmo
Cuando me miras de ese modo.

Ahora digo “te quiero”
Y con ilusión, deseo
Deseo que respondas,
Con un suave balbuceo
Que quieres amarme
Y en los labios besarme.

Que me produzcas un orgasmo
Mientras sonrio con sarcasmo
Y burlando a cupido
Despertamos nuestro amor
Nuestro amor dormido.

Es diecisiete de abril
El frío invade mi cuerpo
El vacío dentro de mí.
Siento punzadas de alfil,
Mi corazón, en pedazos
No me deja dormir.

Mis palabras se tiñen de rojo
Quiero cerrar los ojos
Para no volverlos a abrir.

No confías en mí,
Una dulce mentira
Me hizo descubrir,
Descubrir que la muerte
Es algo precioso sin tí.

I’ll run to you, I’ll run to you, I’ll run run run…

I’ll run to you, I’ll run to you, I’ll run run run…

cunter—parts:

I want to party hard with allllll of you mother fuckers because I love you ♥

cunter—parts:

I want to party hard with allllll of you mother fuckers because I love you ♥

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