my_purple_journal

I'm looking California and feeling Minnesota. - Chris Cornell

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  • my_purple_journal 4w

    You are no longer that girl who bangs on the door after being left on read just to be held by arms who don't give a fuck about a goddamn thing but themselves. You are a woman who deserves to not beg, not even once, for the love and respect you deserve. They ignore you once? You ignore them forever.

    Jennifer Rae | 08.23.20

  • my_purple_journal 4w

    I remember the butterflies
    and how they battered my bones
    such a delicious ache
    until they break free
    and my carcass lies open
    for all to see
    until my sweet butterflies
    return back to me.

    Jennifer Rae | 08.20.20

  • my_purple_journal 5w

    Ditch the posts
    and graze circles
    upon fresh flesh
    get fucking high
    upon the voice
    your lust requests
    rest in the glow
    of savage
    of slow
    so far below
    let's love in the deep
    our wild waves rocking
    us awake and to sleep.

    Jennifer Rae | 08.19.20

  • my_purple_journal 5w

    Without even a whisper,
    you withered away.
    Where once thrived a heart
    is now thick with decay.
    You say you have demons,
    well, dear, you're not alone,
    but one day sweet karma
    is going to crush
    those glass bones.

    Jennifer Rae | 08.19.20

  • my_purple_journal 5w

    Between lions and lovers
    lies no lack of similarities;
    they will lure you in
    and destroy you in the end.

    Jennifer Rae | 08.19.20

  • my_purple_journal 6w

    A rusty old shovel
    lies out in the sun.
    I dug a mountain of earth
    before I was done.
    Done questioning me.
    Done questioning why.
    Done questioning you
    as you blindly walk by.
    There's an empty grave waiting
    to put memories to rest,
    and out of them all,
    I'll miss loving you best.
    Promise you'll haunt me
    with your demon breaths;
    may your wicked weight never
    leave the tomb of my chest.
    Leave the tomb of my chest!

    Jennifer Rae | 08.12.20

  • my_purple_journal 6w

    Never a wild child,
    she now weaves wild through her hair.
    Use it as your reins
    (if you dare.)

    Jennifer Rae | 08.12.20

  • my_purple_journal 6w

    She was birthed into life
    by the pull of the moon,
    and she fell quickly in love
    with midnight's hushed hues.
    She swirled through the colors,
    almost floating on air;
    her soul was renewed
    when the breeze eased her cares.
    People may leave,
    but the moon's always there.

    Jennifer Rae | 08.06.20

  • my_purple_journal 6w

    Swollen skies loom
    while thunder booms
    and lightning illuminates
    this darkened room
    soothing me sweetly
    to the deepest of sleeps
    where I am blessed to see you
    in all of my dreams.

    Jennifer Rae | 07.29.20

  • my_purple_journal 8w

    Orange Crush
    a throwback to the rush
    of learning to love
    and of learning to love affection
    used for electronic protection
    and a nod to where they got engaged
    it would be sentimental
    but everything has changed
    and hindsight has rearranged
    best laid plans
    so understand that when
    my heart goes black
    there's no going back.

    Jennifer Rae | 07.22.29