15.2.16

Unless the walls shatter themselves in a collision to break free

Until the stars fall to pebbles to match the dust, you’ll see

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15.4.13

At the bottoms of misery’s ocean

Is a soul manic to its core

Pride that lingers the wreck

Doesn’t bring it back life

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29.2.16.2

I’m not scared of the starts that wreck you just a little bit enough.

I do not fear the benign stops that leave you gasping in puddles of truth.

I do not fear nothing that has ever been.

But the steady glide.

The straight line.

That feels like nothing

That becomes from nothing

And will come to nothing at all.

I fear just how long that line is.

Momina Arif

featured image credit: Ariel R. Davis

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10.9.13.

I fall like an empire at its peak. And you like a feather

Flying fatefully down to rock bottom

Every cell that trembles in regret

Trust me, every single one will forget

At the end of a heartfelt cry, every regret is still the right decision

On the edge of every loose sword is a heart still figuring it out.

But you never had it in you.

– Momina Arif

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19.8.15.

Remember the days when the waves could less than tug the cliffs at their feet.

And the nights when the turmoil of the tide couldn’t tear but a pebble in its might

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14.2.16.

Every person you met was someone you’ve already been

Every day that would come around would come around again

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20 of the most annoying blog post ideas I got from people I tortured into giving me blog post ideas.

You see all of these fabulous blog posts, this little block of creativity, of course it’s not mine. I’m not even gonna lie. I kidnap people off the streets, trap them in a panic room that I built in my basement. There I starve these poor souls and make them listen to Meghan Trainor all day until they are depressed and melancholy enough to think artistic and come up with great ideas. Well, they are not always great. Sometimes they’re plain stupid and you know what happens to the stupid ones? Well they are faced with the affliction that is reading your own tweets from when you were fourteen. Keep reading and you’ll know what I mean.

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