"Honey

She keeps her makeup in the ceramic bowl of bullets beside a jelly jar full of gardenias on an old dresser in Mississippi
Where outside tomato plants grow in the bellies of old boats and she carries a knife just in case she finds something she wants to carve her name into
I swear to god if I had an Adam’s apple I would tell her to peel it and take a bite
Meaning this time I am not turning back
I am not turning in
I am turning over every leaf of all my leaving
I am moonlighting as the moon light

My shine is working overtime just to hear her call me ‘honey’
It makes me feel like the bee’s knees
Like I could finally lose my past like the keys to the getaway car
Like all my fucking up might finally be out of gas
Like there will be no more war fought in my name
What if my name is nothing but ‘honey’?

Do you realize I gave up on this in my twenties
You were the first thing I ever wrote on a vision board
I cannot wait to tell you the truth better than I have ever told the truth before
And no that does not mean that I’m going to tell you that you look like Marilyn Monroe
But you do
and it makes me want to run
For president
Jesus fucking Kennedy

Do you have any idea how gorgeous you are when you’re tripping
Literally tripping
I have never met anyone more clumsy
You walk into a room and turn every head when you crash to the floor
And I’m like ‘that’s my girl!’
That’s my girl with the busted lip and no she’s not embarrassed that’s a sunburn she already had from my moonlight

Now bring me a Shirley temple
I’m going to trampoline every inch of cement in this town
And she’s going to teach me how to bounce back
Mixing her southern polite with her New Orleans fuck-off-honey

I wanna hear every story about your whole life
Tell me again about your ghetto blaster birthday cake
Tell me again how you were master pumpkin carver
Tell me again how you’ve never ever been to therapy
Why does that turn me on

You have a friend who tattooed the words “you wish” on her ring finger
I have a friend who pulled out her tampon on the streets of manhattan and threw it at a misogynist cop
We are perfect for each other

Come drink like a fish in my desert city
I want to be the fairy in your Irish pub
I want to be your pretty boy
I want you to tell all your friends you’re out of my league so I can slap you high five when I’m sliding into home

So when I start writing down our love in public poems
You know you can burn all of my books if I don’t live up to my word
If you ever have any doubt that I am going to live up to the altitude of your highest hopes, remember it was for you that I overcame my fear of flying
For you that I learned the ropes of rescue remedy
do not under any circumstances rip off the top of the bottle and start chugging it like booze
You’ll freak out everyone on the plane
And you don’t need enemies at 30,000 feet trust me
honey
You just need to know this is the first time I’ve ever done this without looking for an exit row
And I’m pretty sure my seat can’t float but I’ve already fallen from the sky for you
Already said no to the parachute
Already told my mother you curse like a sailor and you love like the war is finally over and you have just come home and you are running down the dock in the harbor and you’re screaming my name
You’re screaming “honey”
and I’m screaming “don’t trip”
and you’re screaming “honey honey”
and I’m screaming “baby don’t fall down”
I am running for your red lips
I am running for your red heart
With my red heart
Red as a Mississippi sunset
Honey
Honey
Honey

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— Andrea Gibson “Honey” (via ohandreagibson)

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Unlikely relationships find each other in all kinds of ways. Its not always easy but it is always, always worth it.

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foxmouth:

Landscapes, 2014 | by Randy P. Martin

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piddlebucket:

christel-thoughts:

this is what i just picked up from the grocery store. it cost $32. Thirty. two. dollars. for 1 pineapple, 2 bags of grapes, a small container of raspberries, 1 soft drink and 2/$1 nuts…. 
do you know how much junk food i could have for $32? do you have any clue how much McDonald’s you can get for $32?
stop shaming fat people poorer than you or people poorer than you in general for not eating healthier. stop lying about how cheap it is or how it’s comparable to fast food. just stop.

god this is so true where i live, too.  fruit prices are ridiculously high.

piddlebucket:

christel-thoughts:

this is what i just picked up from the grocery store. it cost $32. Thirty. two. dollars. for 1 pineapple, 2 bags of grapes, a small container of raspberries, 1 soft drink and 2/$1 nuts…. 

do you know how much junk food i could have for $32? do you have any clue how much McDonald’s you can get for $32?

stop shaming fat people poorer than you or people poorer than you in general for not eating healthier. stop lying about how cheap it is or how it’s comparable to fast food. just stop.

god this is so true where i live, too.  fruit prices are ridiculously high.

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consultingmoosecaptain:

catsbeaversandducks:

His name is Bartok and he’s the cutest baby you’ll ever see.

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IKM MAKING SOME REALLY AWAFUL NOISES

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stand-up-comic-gifs:

Like fiery eyeball thing, no problem. But don’t even try to imagine a Samoan elf. (x)

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There’s a difference between somebody who wants you and somebody who would do anything to keep you.

Remember that.

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imbrittsimpson:

But do you remember when the dead body of Trayvon Martin was all over the news? Remember those graphic, triggering videos that were replayed over and over on CNN of Ray Rice beating his girlfriend and dragging her out of the elevator?

While I agree that we should absolutely not see the graphic…

jennapatd:

calligraphicwaves:

If someone cheats on you they do not love you, remember that. If someone cheats on you they do not care about you as much as they say they do. If someone cheats on you it means that for a split second you were off their mind long enough for them to put another person in arms that should only be for you. If someone cheats on you, dear god, I hope you don’t go back to them because you are worth so much more than that.

IMPORTANT

This is not why cheating proves someone doesn’t love you. Its not about someone else being on their mind for a minute. Big fucking deal. We are human and our mind occasionally wanders. Cheating proves that person doesn’t love you because they made an agreement with you not to be with anyone else, and in deciding to cheat, they made a conscious and active decision to break your trust for the sake of their own physical desire. They decided to break something long lasting for a clearing moment of pleasure. That’s why cheating proves someone doesn’t love you.

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