ebony 🤍

Black text on white background reading: You don’t need to save me, but would you run away with me?

Black text on white background reading: I knew I’d curse you for the longest time, chasing shadows in the grocery line.

Black text on white background reading: I choose you and me, religiously.

Black text on white background reading: I once believed love would be burning red, but it’s golden, like daylight.

Black text on white background reading: Wasted time, lost tears, swore that I’d get out of here.

Black text on white background reading: I had a feeling so peculiar, this pain wouldn’t be for evermore.

Black text on white background reading: Got love-struck, went straight to my head, got lovesick all over my bed.

Black text on white background reading: Only twenty minutes to sleep, but you dream of some epiphany. Just one single glimpse of relief to make some sense of what you’ve seen.

Black text on white background reading: When it’s, “Burn the bitch,” they’re shrieking. When the truth comes out, it’s quiet.

Black text on white background reading: And you deserve prison, but you won’t get time.

trump stop harassing taylor every chance you get simply because you can’t stand that she dared to speak out against you challenge: failed miserably

Black text on white background reading: I remember thinking I had you.

Black text on white background reading: To kiss in cars and downtown bars was all we needed.

Black text on white background reading: For me, it was enough to live for the hope of it all.

Black text on white background reading: Two Augusts ago, I told the truth, oh, but you didn’t like it, you went home.

— gracie abrams, i love you, i’m sorry

Black text on white background reading: Salt air, and the rust on your door, I never needed anything more.

Black text on white background reading: And if my wishes came true, it would’ve been you.

Black text on white background reading: Why’d you have to lead me on? Why’d you have to twist the knife? Walk away and leave me bleeding?

you guys, what does it mean if there’s rust all over my door that i swear wasn’t there yesterday and the air smells alarmingly salty? have i never needed anything more, or should i be concerned?

Black text on white background reading: But it’s gonna be alright, I did my time.

Black text on white background reading: I keep recalling things we never did, messy top lip kiss, how I long for our trysts.

Black text on white background reading: And you come away with a great little story of a mess of a dreamer with the nerve to adore you.

Black text on white background reading: And this city reeks of driving myself crazy.

Black text on white background reading They say all’s well that ends well, but I’m in a new hell every time you double-cross my mind.

Black text on white background reading: I regret you all the time.

Black text on white background reading: I made you my temple, my mural, my sky, now I’m begging for footnotes in the story of your life.

Black text on white background reading: You didn’t measure up in any measure of a man.

absolutely unprecedented levels of we are so back

Black text on white background reading: But as she was leaving, it felt like breathing.

Black text on white background reading: And it’s hard to be at a party when I feel like an open wound.