• rejectscorner •
I never understood why people always want to take things slow. It made no sense to me. If that person is going to leave eventually, why not ...
i want a word for the almost-home. that point where the highway’s monotony becomes familiar that subway stop whose name will always w...
1. Go to a party and stay sober. Listen to the way your drunk classmates talk when they don’t plan to remember tonight when they wake up. Ne...
there are two hundred and six bones in the human body and there are around seven billion humans alive right now. that means that there are a...
Wait for someone who tells strangers about you.
Every lover I have ever had gazed upon me like a traveler wandering through scorched earth. Only to journey through me to get to their pictu...
For the love of of God, don’t let some idiot with a perfect smile take you home and touch you between your thighs, while he whisper...
You were poison, and I was thirsty.
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How dangerous,” she thought, “to finally have something worth losing.
If it is the Creator of the moons, stars, skies, and existence who created you, how can you not be beautiful?
I saw an angelon the bus,with calligraphy curvesand willowy limbs,and she was beautifuland I wasn’t lustful, or envious,just a happy admirer.Then,she touchedher stomachwith her lady-like hands,and sucked it in.And it broke my heart to thinkthat maybeeven angels cry. 
I feel as if I’m made to understand but not to be understood.
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Isn’t it beautiful? How we find God when we lose ourselves? Isn’t He beautiful? The Creator of the stars and you and I.
Daily reminders: - It’s okay to not be okay. Have a hot drink and go to bed. - Stop expecting the worst. It’s possible to find positivit...
I learnt that goodbye sometimes means ‘I love you, but I need to leave before we tear each other’s fucking throats out’.
When you get angry at me for ignoring your calls because I am buried so far behind the bathroom walls, please - love me anyway. When you get...