Goodbye | Rita Liefhebber Hand Dyed Ombre Collared Dress

I'm sorry.
I didn't dream it up enough for you to live it. We had infinity ahead of us and we just couldn't make it, I guess. Oh I had such a life for you, with you. And it was a tough decision, believe me, to let you go. But I had to. That was one helluva fight, by the way. I never thought you could move so fast. And that last part with your blood? Wow. You were gonna be one to be reckoned with. You were gonna be the one to beat.. Your sister will be fine. And so will he. I promise. I don't know what's in store for you now, but I won't be the one dreaming it. I hope you'll be part of a better mind. You know how I'm losing mine. Heh. Goodbye, Ruby.


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Cotton Candy | Yue Pocket Backpack

You prance around like you know your way. Take the wrong step so you'll come my way.
Trip over that jutting part of the pavement and scrape your knee. I hope you bleed.
Those idiots underestimate me.

If I wanted to, I could tear your flesh away with my teeth.
But you're like cotton candy:
A second on my tongue and you'll diminish.

Is there something in your pants that I need to set free?
Oh please let it come close to me.
I'll show you and them what these tiny hands can do.
I will kill you.


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Wake Up | Daytime Pyjamas by Shakuhachi

She clambered and shambled, her feet digging in the sand, struggling to pull herself out of the water. She rolled onto her back, half still submerged, feeling the wet sand rubbing into her scaly skin. She breathed in the salty air that sent her eyes swerving to the back of her head. She stretched her arms out, the waves charging to grab them but failing. She kicked her legs, shaking the currents, sending them flying into the orange radar of the rising sun. She squinted against the new light, shielding her eyes with her webbed fingers, capturing the lingering yet fleeting image of the candy-coloured sky. She pushed herself into a sitting position and pulled her legs out of the water, shedding the gelatinous film off her body. She breathed hard and stood steadfast, rubbed the last grains of sand out of her eyes, and finally started her day with the sun grinning down at her and the waves sadly retreating.


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Moribundity | Gucci Moby Dick Leather and Canvas Coin Purse

The golden rock wall glistened in the sun that smiled through the open roof as water trickled down from the heavens in a thin film. Droplets bounced off protruding rock surfaces and dived into the deep emerald pool below. The rectangular pool was led to by staircases on the three remaining sides coloured with the strands of a dirty blonde. There she laid on her back floating on the bed of green liquified bills. Her eyes closed and arms slowly waving alluringly. And he came moving towards her with a motion that never disturbed a current. The faceless friend with soft brown locks and a body chiseled by the artists of old beautiful times. He came bringing his arms below her suspended frame and pulled her close to him. The sun that erased his face blinded her when she opened her eyes to the call of her heart. This feeling of an ephemeral eternity that invaded her and gunned down the warriors within her brandishing spears of peace. And as the sound of the splashing water drowned out she was swallowed by the light.


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Crash | Acne Cocoon Jacket

I ran. I stumbled. I fell.
I crashed
Into the glass walls that deceived me.
My rubber boots wobbling around my feet,
My hands blindly grabbing.

Sister laughed at me,
She made faces at me through the transparency.
Her long hair the same colour as mine:
Golden like the sunny sun sun.
I am a shiny sun son.

The shiny sun son's mom
Is radiantly wrinkly
In her bright orange jacket.
And as I run and stumble and fall,
I crash into her.


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He Said/She Said | Daniel Vosovic Fall '12 Collection

'I'm sorry,' he said.
'I know,' she said.

The glass started fogging from their heated breaths and she started to cry. She pressed her face to the window and her tears drew paths in the flat mist. No matter how she pounded and grabbed or clawed at the glass, it wouldn't break or even soften to just let her touch him. His voice was soft in her ear, she could barely hear him. The phone was slipping through her fingers. She kept breathing heavily, almost panting; her heart was beating too hard for her to handle.

He watched her with droopy eyes, swollen from crying in the night. Gulp after gulp, he tried to swallow the regret, but it was forever stuck in his throat. He knew she wouldn't forgive him for what he did, and there was no way she could wait that long.

As her sobs ceased she leveled herself with him. She put a firm grip around the phone and whispered sharply into it, eyeing his quivering lips.

'I'm coming after you,' she said.
'I know,' he said.


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Mine | Etro Abstract Tiered Necklace

I'm going to eat you.
Shovel you into my mouth
And devour you.

I will grit my teeth.
They will grind you into pieces
Then you will fall.

Deep down the pit
Dug in my neck,
You will die.

Sizzle,
Sizzle,
Sizzle.

Don't get me wrong, monster,
Your world is not mine.
But my world is not yours.


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You/Me | Hermione de Paula

All the long years of our lives we've suffered together in utter jollity. We've faced countless strokes of darkness and defeated the monsters within us that create them. My bones shake and ache from the distance between us; I can reach you but never touch you. Your laughter fades in my memory. There are no letters that can bear your spirit enough to satisfy me. And so I sit here, brimming with nostalgia of the foggy past-the two of us going nowhere hand in hand, but refusing to let go when our owners pull us away. I cannot be free without you. You live within me. You stained my soul. And when we die, we die together. The world can burn from the sparks of our friendship, and those who destroy must become those who rebuild. And we, the destroyers of selves must return to our own bodies.


(photo via AnOthermag.com)