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I'm Kharla and I try to write.
One can fill every inch with writing and still be no closer to the poem as it lies there a liar with a beautiful voice that is often mistaken for silence (Elaine Equi).


Somewhere in these pale wallpapered walls, I fell in love with the sound of branches pretending to be drops of rain when they fall
on my zinc roof, floor cement cracking into constellations with age,
and my hands spelling an apology for every breathless object I have not held the same way I held you for the last time. When I am old, I will have paper wrinkles, and stale coffee stains on my eighty-year old fingernails, all of them reminding me of the time you left. But for what its worth, I’d still wish for you. Darling, I’d still wish for you

Kharla M. Brillo, Confession VIII

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1. Don’t treat your body like an alarm clock coming off; someone will want to wake up with you for the next ten thousand lifetimes or so.

2. You are not made of stones falling from sky. You came there yourself.

3. Sometimes it’s easy to mistakes rocks for bones, either way they will break, and so will your heart, but time heals and so will you.

4. You are not a coffin maker who becomes rich out of deaths; you are the flower that grows beside the grave of sad smiles, making them feel less alone.

5. This is one truth: You cannot purchase the sky.

6. This is another: Like the sky, you cannot be bought too.

7. Your father would’ve wanted you to marry a good man, even when he wasn’t one.

8. Treat your collarbones and ribs differently other than being a prison cell, for they are satin’s and laces to begin with and they will hold your heart the same way it holds a gem.

9. You are not a death row pardon two-minutes-too-late. You are beautiful.

10. I’m not saying this to get inside you. I’m saying this because you are so much more.

Kharla M. Brillo, when I got words as antidepressants

(via pouvoires)

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An artwork done by a good friend of mine, Fraime. Her art blog is A Splotch of Blue, and this work was inspired by The Universe Made A Beautiful Tragedy of Us, an old piece I had written a long time ago.

Apr 15    + 22

evenhigherwalls: Watched a movie until dawn with the person I love so much, hugged and slept beside each other in bed, cooked breakfast together, ate breakfast together.. April 13, 2014. A day after I said yes. :)

don’t need a thousand pillows. sunlight rays, scrambled eggs, and you, that’s everything.

Apr 15    + 7

thediaryofayounglady: bought myself two black and white dresses. for young girls this may be ordinary but to me, having been found a dress that suits me and my body is perhaps one of the hardest things in the world. i'm bony and a little tall, and i've got the body of a german, you know, broad, big. and finding a "filipino" dress that will suit me is that hard, and that fulfilling as well.

i bet you look beautiful in them, take a photo!. i think i know what you feel, i spend hours choosing clothes and failing, but there are moments like yours. :)) thank you for sharing, D.

Apr 15    + 7

Anonymous: answering his phone call :) it's crazy

…i thought my voice would shake earthquakes, that i would breath waves when i hear his voice travelling through static, then everything went silent for point one eight seconds and all i could hear was the tugging of continuous hear beats.

Apr 15    + 8

Anonymous: Reading your poems.

awww.. now i’m the one who’s incandescently happy. you you you *pinches your cheek.

Apr 15    + 3

profoundpate: Hugged Someone, Then went back and hugged someone again then took lots of coffee, like bunch of coffee. If i will be studied by some martians out there, they will find me 80 % caffeine and 20% water

i think i’m not the only one who thinks that caffeine gives you superpowers and superhugs. :) xx

Apr 15    + 3

reachhell: wow i didn't know you read The Mortal Instruments series by Cassandra Clare, too!!!! hi!!! i love your words!!!! bye!!! (i apologize for the exclamation points)

you’re a peach. yes, yes, including infernal devices, Will is my great distraction. :)

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'You could have had anything else in the world, and you asked for me.'
She smiled up at him. Filthy as he was, covered in blood and dirt, he was the most beautiful thing she’d ever seen.
‘But I don’t want anything else in the world.’

Cassandra Clare, City of Glass (via observando)

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What I want is to be needed. What I need is to be indispensable to somebody. Who I need is somebody that will eat up all my free time, my ego, my attention. Somebody addicted to me. A mutual addiction.

Chuck Palahniuk, Choke (via observando)

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Love is a fire. But whether it is going to warm your hearth or burn down your house, you can never tell.

Joan Crawford (via observando)

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You can keep as quiet as you like, but one of these days somebody is going to find you.

Haruki Murakami (via winterkristall)

(Source: splitterherzen, via a-ngxr)

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