In case I decide to drown myself by swimming out into the ocean until exhaustion (or something more sinister) drags me under. I’m going to die to the ocean and I never shall return. Too wrinkled for a casket, and too soggy for an urn. I’ll swim until I tire and sink peacful, to the floor. Then down there, with fishes I shall dream forevermore.
I’m going to the ocean
And never shall I return.
Too wrinkled for a casket,
Too soggy for an urn.
I’ll swim until I tire
And sink, peaceful, to the floor.
And down there with the fishes,
I shall dream forevermore. — Maya Merrill
I met a girl who was so broken and lonely
But she wasn’t always this way; she loved to put on a smile
Now when you see her you see only sorrow in her eyes;
She was tormented by her demons and insecurities. — Maya Merrill.
do you think about me too? i’m the sunset through a bus window, i’m the unmade bed. blink and you’ll miss me. the city never could keep up with the way you made my heart race. i’m written on your skin, aren’t i? we crave in silence, we lust in the dark.
And just like that he picked her up and dusted her off. Without even trying. That’s how their love was. When she was at her worst, he saw her at her best. —M.M. (via fortheloveofmegan)
I don’t deserve you but god, I want to. I want to spend the rest of my life trying to deserve you. —(via somebodytoloves)