accidentalocean:

Too Many Moons - Owen

Bonjour, chère épouse
There’s too many moons
And I’m but one man.

whateveryouweremissing:

Next thing I know, I am removing all my clothes and you are dancing around the room to some song on the radio. You say I deserve it, what’s coming, the good and the bad bad bad bad. I don’t regret it, how could it? You were the best I ever had, I ever had, I ever had, I ever had, I ever

(Source: gasolinefields)

alonehello:

My tongue is bleeding red from all the things I can’t say 
My hands are clawing at the dirt
to dig up anything I can’t say 
I didn’t wish for this before I’m ashamed
I don’t deserve to be here anymore

Opinions were like kittens
I was giving them away

moldyto4st:

The Line // The Eastern Sea

(Source: spookynineties)

iliveathoughtlife:

“I don’t really mind the way it feels when you burn my skin.
I don’t really know the difference in sorrow.
I do wait for you.

And the skin grows all on its own.
With my children just left writing notes.
I know, I wait for you.

I’ve tried to leave it all behind.
You are not who you said you’d be.
It always feels a little weird when I am watching you undress inside your room.
I know it’s wrong… I know it’s rude.

I don’t trust you.
And there’s a reason your faith comes in too.
Like your alabaster bastard blues…
You’re here, there is nothing to lose.
Although, I wait for you.

I know we spoke it off.
We find out at some point for too long.
That their fathers made fools of us all.
I’m afraid of what’s after the fall.
We don’t need anything to go wrong.
I’m a lie like you said that I was.
I find wisdom in laughing it off.
You’re the reason we hardly talk.

And I… I crave you.”