"May I?" -Remy Raine

“I like your hair; 
May I play with it?
I like your eyes; 
May I penetrate them 
with mine?
I like your nose; 
May I nuzzle it?
I like your ears
; May I nibble them?
I like your lips; 
May I bite them,
gently?
I like your neck
; May I give it some
love bites?
I like your back
; May I leave a trail 
of kisses?
I like your arms
; May I squeeze each one
into a hug?
I like your hands; 
May I pull them to the
side of my face?
I like your chest
; May I rest my head 
on it?
I like your tummy; 
May I tickle it?
I like your legs; 
May I wrap mine 
around yours?
I like your feet
; May I use mine 
to play with them?
I like your heart; 
May I be in it?
I hope you like mine; 
You’re stuck in it”



I apologize, but I really enjoy Remy's poetry. It's another Tumblr thing.
I hope you'll understand, Nelson.

"When I Said Fragile" -Remy Raine

“Someday you’ll understand 
what I meant when I said that word


What I meant when I rested the palm 
of my hand on your chest and said, ‘Fragile’ 


What I wanted you to feel 
when I started to trace your eyebrows
with my fingers and said, ‘I like this’


What I wanted you to believe 
when I proceeded to trace the lining 
of your eyes and repeated, ‘I like this’

And how I continued with your 
nose and your lips, ‘I like this, I like this’

And how I gently passed your neck, ‘I like this’ 

And how my fingers stopped when they 
brushed your left chest again, ‘Fragile’

Someday you’ll understand 
what I had in mind when I said that word 


What burning desire I had for you to know
that I wouldn’t break your heart
like the others did in your past 


That I would never make empty promises


That you could trust me when I say 
the words, ‘I love you’


That I would take care of that delicate heart of yours

Someday you’ll understand 
how I felt when I said that word

How I was crying inside when I spoke it
 
How I felt the pain that you were denying
How I was determined to prove you wrong

How I would go through day and night for you

Someday you’ll understand 
my intention when I said that word


Why I said it even though I was more 
broken than you would ever be


Why I wasn’t willing to let you pay
for his and his mistakes 


Why I ignored my own pain 
and cried for you instead

 Someday you’ll understand
what I wanted when I said that word

What I wanted you to realize 
when I touched you there

To realize that I was ready to bleed for you

To bleed from the cuts on my fingers 
as I pick up the fragments of your heart
and make it whole again

Someday you’ll understand
why I left my hand there and said, ‘Fragile’


Why I didn’t want you to make love to me


That all I wanted from you 
was to let me love you


Even when I secretly wished that
you would fight for me too ”

Alternate Synonyms:

These are words that can be used in place of the word: DIFFERENT

Enjoy.

1.Alternate: arranged or occurring in turns, or seealternative; also, every other (also a verb)
2. Alternative: referring to a choice; also, apart from the conventional or usual
3. Assorted: consisting of different kinds
4. Differing: see distinct, or changing from one case or situation to another; also, disagreeing
5. Discernable: able to be recognized as different; also detectable or recognizable
6. Discrete: see distinct
7. Disparate: see distinct, or incompatibly different
8. Dissimilar: not alike
9. Distant: different in kind; also, separated or far away from, going a long way, or far behind, or reserved in behavior, or distracted
10. Distinct: separate, or readily distinguishable; also, notable or unmistakable
11. Divergent: differing from each other or from a standard
12. Divers: see various (also an unrelated and differently pronounced plural form of diver)
13. Diverse: see distinct, or unlike
14. Eclectic: Drawn from various sources, or see heterogeneous
15. Heterogeneous: consisting of dissimilar ingredients or parts
16. Idiosyncratic: having a distinguishable quality; also, eccentric, or hypersensitive
17. Indiscriminate: see heterogeneous or motley; also, random, unrestrained, or careless about distinction
18. Individual: see separate; also, pertaining to an individual or individuality (also a noun)
19. Kitchen-sink: consisting of noticeably different parts; also, referring to the degrading aspects of poverty
20. Magpie: collected indiscriminately; also, acquisitive (also, a person who collects indiscriminately or chatters, or the bird whose behavior inspires these usages)
21. Manifold: see diverse or various; also, many, or consisting of various qualities (also an unrelated noun)
22. Miscellaneous: see diverse
23. Mixed: consisting of more than one kind (also a verb)

Currently: This was stolen from somebody else's journal and I thought it was good. So i'm using it.

FEELING: A. Happy 
                         B. Butterflies in my tiny tummy
                         C. Loved
                         D. All of the above.
EATING:  Tea and Cookie Dough. I don't care if it makes me fat, it makes me feel good.

LISTENING TO: Fast Car by Boyce Avenue. I saw them in concert and they were really good, so I listen to them all the time. Their music gives me the feels.

HANGING OUT WITH: My really handsome boyfriend who loves me very much and I love him. We're happy.

SMELLING: His really good smelling cologne that he knows I love. 

THINKING ABOUT: My future with him. It looks really good. I see a small house near the city with a little girl and a little boy, maybe a couple cats.. Cats are good. 

Insert name here:

C: for the way you CARELESSLY

cut my heart out of my chest, taking your sweet time

and finishing the deed by saying to me, "it was my pleasure."

O: for the times when I see you in the halls at school.

OBLIVIOUS. 

O: for those instances when I OFFERED my friendship,

my trust,

when I offered you everything I had. 

But it wasn't enough for you.

P: for PERFECT. 

Or not perfect enough. 

Even the journal entries from so long ago

that I RIPPED out to show you I cared. 

I ripped those pages of my sweet, sweet Paris to give you proof. 

There's an alternate word for P. 

PROOF. 

The proof I gave you was never good enough. 

E: for END. The ending of our story. The last couple pages,

blowing away into a deep abyss of hatred and sadness. 

All because nothing was what you had imagined.

Having me around wasn't how you had pictured it being. 

There were no rainbows or Sunshine, no happy endings.

You just got me. 

And that wasn't enough. 

R: for REGRET. Because I regret every single second spent with you.

I wish you could see these words that I hesitate to type with the fear 

of people knowing who I am. 

But these words are worth writing, they are worth speaking. 

I regret the long nights spent in front of your fireplace

and I regret discovering those crazy songs with you. 

I regret the catering jobs, the dreams, the hot chocolate that you knew I would never touch. 

I regret you. I regret us. 

And I'm glad that this was the last chapter of out story. 

Tumblr Lyfe

"Yesterday, I watched the sun touch the horizon.
                In such a way
That even the sky blushed
                And I thought about what I'd do
To do something like that to you."

                   -Anonymous artist on Tumblr.
I loved it so I stole it, even though it wasn't from anyone in our class.
                   But isn't that the point of this class?
To steal from artists we discover from all over the place, to change it up, make it our own...

Or simply leave it how it is. Because sometimes that's the perfect way to steal.

Tumblr is the source of all greatness. 

I find everything there.

And that's where I get most of my inspiration from.

Go ahead, judge. I don't care. 

Love

"I love the way you look at me,
Your eyes so bright and blue.
I love the way you kiss me,
Your lips so soft and smooth.

I love the way you make me so happy,
And the ways you show you care.
I love the way you say, "I Love You,"
And the way you're always there.

I love the way you touch me,
Always sending chills down my spine.
I love that you are with me,
And glad that you are mine."

This is the poem that you showed me

Because it made you think of me.

And it made you happy,

so I was happy.

And that,

That is love.