some of you are so sweet i just wanna kiss you on the head and remind u that ur perfect and others i want to kill via cheese grater u feel me
tell me im cute or kiss me or something i have low self esteem and im desperate for attention
i actually died when i was 3 and that inspired me to audition for the voice
That is my answer.
The fact that we are born knowing how to haunt.
When they ask me about the miracle
of being human, this is what I will say.
Your chest was the final frontier,
the place I explored with a vengeance
until I found a space to settle down in and call my own.
The fact that we never leave the places
we have been, but instead
tuck them behind our teeth
until we want to remember again.
You are every place.
You are not a place at all.
The fact that I turned myself transparent just to show you where it hurt
and how you howled when you saw the gracelessness of everything inside of me.
I started disappearing on a Sunday.
I pulled a white sheet over my head
and hung over you like a responsibility.
When you asked me what I was doing,
I told you that I was just practicing.
Now, darling. Now, we have broken like bone.
I am the quiet in the hallway and the drawer
in your room where I left a pair of my socks.
I am the phone call at 4 a.m that
you’ve learned to ignore.
I am a phantom imprint in the bed
beside you and the miracle of it all is that I could have been anyone’s ghost,
but I wanted to be yours.
I had to be yours. - Caitlyn Siehl, “Haunting” (via alonesomes)
I spent too much time thinking about how I wanted to kiss you instead of actually kissing you and before I knew it it was too late.
excuse me as i ruin something in my head before it has a chance to happen