Louder than Sirens, Louder than Bells

cisbender:

when an artist wants to show you their art

or a writer wants you to read what they’ve written

it’s quite often an expression of trust

because a poem or a story or a painting are often things that come from the heart

little pieces of the artists themselves

and if they’re willing to share it with you

you should appreciate it

lupuspuella:

In French, you don’t really say, “I miss you.”

You say, “Tu me manques,” which is closer to, “You are missing from me.”

I love that. “You are missing from me.” You are a part of me, you are essential to my being. You are like a limb or an organ, or blood. I cannot function, without you.

(Source: timorleste)

Your raging sun, it burns beneath my heartbeat
You rupture me, I fill you up
The core of you, it runs so deep inside me
Like volcanoes we erupt and we subside