OH MY GOD this made me smile so much yes of course you can have a link. just message me off anon!
if i haven’t given you a link to my new blog yet, please just send me an ask.
ok — if i haven’t given you a link to my new blog yet, please just send me an ask. i’ll be sticking around this blog for a while, so don’t worry if you haven’t gotten the link yet. but an ask would be really helpful. thanks <3
hi my name is Frankie and i write poetry that some people like. i’ve been ifyourbonesareheavythings and wordsforspring. now i’m moving blogs and i’d love to see all of you there, but i don’t want to give out the name publicly. so if you want a link, like or reblog this post.
(if you liked the last one, you don’t also have to like this one. but you can!)
ok i’ve decided to start a new writing blog when i get home on Friday from fallout. too many real life people watching this one. if you want a link to the new one just like this. thanks. love you guys. (p.s. Jennie you don’t count as a real life person in this and you’re fantastic so you get a link whether you want it or not.)
in other news, my new math teacher doesn’t care if I’m barefoot so we’re cool but i do miss my old one a bit. it’s OK though, we still talk often.
also, i need to stop having crushes on boys.
also, i’m reading a great book. and i can do logs by hand now because my dad likes teaching me stuff. and i have to camp tomorrow if i even survive the rafting so wish me luck for all of it.
anyway. i’m remembering why i like life. why i don’t want to be asleep. why i don’t need to avoid the boy because i didn’t mess anything up. i just cared. caring is good and i’d do it again in a heartbeat.
not for him, though, not again. probably not ever. nothing is certain but i think you have to stay away from people who are careless with your heart.
(this has been an update on Frankie’s life. the last you’ll see if you know her in real life, by the by.)
i’m tired. look at me. two days into the year and already, sigh.
but i’m also alive and dancing barefoot again. i’m having real conversations with people. i’m learning things about boys and about myself and what i have the courage to do, because it’s a lot. if i take a deep breath and find the right words, i can do anything.
today was hard because i did a hard thing. saying something intended to hurt someone you thought you loved ends up hurting you too. there’s no way around it. anger hurts you, which is why i let go the moment the words left my mouth. today was hard, yes. but i took things as lightly as possible and let go as gracefully as possible of things not meant for me, and if that’s not two steps towards the sky, i don’t know what is.
today was hard but tomorrow will be easier and the day after that, well. i don’t know. maybe it’ll be the kind of perfect i’m still looking for. because there are people who want to hold my hands and hearts still longing to beat in sync with mine and this is why we hold on tight to the people we love. so we can say with certainty that no matter what happens today, tomorrow will always be better.
"You can decorate absence however you want―but you’re still going to feel what’s missing."
Siobhan Vivian (via lesbian-a-la-mode)
thank you, lovely. oooh good question. Honey Nut Cheerios. no doubt about it.