February 2012
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akashiadanielle asked: Your writing has gotten more mature. I'm really liking the new stuff Emma :] (This is Akashia, I got a new tumblr). I was curious as to whether or not you've gotten any more news about being an SM next year o.O
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“It was the kind of kiss I could never tell my friends about out loud. It was the...”
– Stephen Chbosky, The Perks of Being a Wallflower
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He asked me how I could measure the years in inches as he kissed up my calves, and I told him it was because time begged to be seen through the rose coloured glasses of love. “I love you in finger lengths and footsteps, I love you in meter’s-tall, and miles travelled.” He kissed my shoulder blades before asking why time couldn’t be measured by the kisses we’d shared. “I don’t want to remember the...
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The little messages you guys sometimes write when you reblog my writing leave me smiling all day:)
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tbudd asked: can you please just write a book already? so i can buy it? please and thanks.
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It’s all been reduced to an aching in my chest and a pounding in my head. When poets make the ordinary, beautiful, and the beautiful, ordinary, where does that leave us?
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You hated to read, but you loved books. It was an odd contradiction considering you, yourself, were a story whose spine had yet to be broken by hands eager to unravel your controversies and let your un-tuned instruments flood the gates of their minds with beautiful, clashing, oblivion. You told me you got headaches when it rained as we sat watching thunder clouds on the nights when lightning bugs...
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“Enjoy the little things in life, because one day you will look back and realize...”
– The Vow
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In Magrath with my boy and all his friends:)
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As we laid in bed together, my head on your chest, you stuttered your breathing to bob me up and down. “You’re an extension of my heart,” you laughed. I rolled over and kissed the rib that hid your real heart from my touch, as your hands knotted themselves in my hair. One by one you placed your fingertips to mine, “Isn’t it interesting,” you began, “how no one’s fingerprints are the same.” I...
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“And so being young and dipped in folly, I fell in love with melancholy.”
– Edgar Allan Poe
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“Some find her cold, since she lives in her mind and not her feelings.”
– Virgo
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It was like you could see right through me, as though you really knew me. I’m sorry for rhyming, but I loved you for that. I loved the way you walked when you knew no one was watching, swinging your arms and bouncing your step like a little boy just let loose of the weight of the world. And the way your eyelashes would quiver as you tried to be strong was tragic, because you always held me up...
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Tumblr’s not notifying me about my notes again:(
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Anonymous asked: Can you post a true story about you and Jared?
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We don’t ever make love, but we made love with our words and touches. The love set sparks in the air, and you told me your blood ran hot with passion. You wondered aloud if that ever happened to me, and I blushed as I told you it did. “You’re perfect,” you whispered, and kissed my lips before I could disagree. Each individual vertebrae shivered at the touch of your lips as you leaned in and...
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What’s the URL of your favourite blog on Tumblr?:)
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Your coffee and my tea sat beneath the window after you left for work and the steam fogged up the glass. I thought of smearing it to watch you walk to your car, but it would have been such a shame to wreck such a delicate thing. “Be careful,” I said later that night, “this moment is fragile.” And so you held my body in your hands as though you were walking on thin ice, and you kissed me like I...
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Dance So Good- Wakey!Wakey!
“Why are you sad?”
“Because you speak to me in words, and I look at you with...”
– Anna Karina, Pierrot Le Fou