August 2011
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diamonds and eyelids
pinksubmergence:
you should never make a man cry lest you drown in a grown man’s eyes wrist above water, two dices to be clever the guilt of dancing in front of his sadness you should never make a man cry lest you suffocate as you do his tie neck behind silk, satin as midnight cloak the plight of running straight into his arms you should never make a man cry lest you scald your skin telling...
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“I wish I was little bit taller,
I wish I was a baller
I wish I had a girl who...”
– (via lilacwine)
“Socialism never took root in America because the poor see themselves not as an...”
– John Steinbeck
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“It was the sea that made me begin thinking secretly about love more than...”
– The Sailor Who Fell From Grace with the Sea by Yukio Mishima
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“If you hurt what’s mine, I’ll sure as Hell retaliate.”
– Massive Attack
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“girlfriend wanted
must love decorating for holidays
mischief
kissing in cars...”
– Matthew Gray Gubler
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“Don’t condemn sensuality. It has been condemned by the whole world, and because...”
– Osho
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7 The stranger says there are no more couches and he will have to sleep in your bed. You try to warn him, you tell him you will want to get inside him, and ruin him, but he doesn’t listen. You do this, you do. You take the things you love and tear them apart or you pin them down with your body and pretend they’re yours. So, you kiss him, and he doesn’t move, he doesn’t pull away, and...
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6:59 by Shane Koyczan
leafwrit:
I’ve been told that people in the army do more by 7:00 am than I do in an entire day
but if I wake at 6:59 am and turn to you to trace the outline of your lips with mine I will have done enough and killed no one in the process.
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“I know not everyone who says, “Stop being so sensitive” comes from a place of...”
– (via letsgetoutofthiscountry)
autumnfires:
you’ll kiss me until my insides slip between your teeth and i’ll rot from the inside out. with lungs that bleed and organs that can’t stay aglow and instead flicker softly beneath my skin like dying fireflies with ripped wings. you will ask me to stay here, crawl out of the summer heat and stay frozen in the winter where our limbs and our hearts can’t thaw. you’ll whisper things...
