February 2012
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“I remember lonely and
what it tasted like before
your name took root in my...”
– Warsan Shire (via dailystendhalnitesaudade)
“Love can come when you’re already who you are, when you’re filled...”
– Deb Caletti
Anonymous asked: Oh my... you're really quite beautiful.
“If people were like rain, I was like drizzle and she was a hurricane.”
– John Green, Looking for Alaska (via hnuppi)
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The Civil Wars - Poison & Wine
paradoxicalsentiments:
“You were last seen walking through a field of pianos. No. A museum of mouths. In the kitchen of a bustling restaurant, cracking eggs and releasing doves. No. Eating glow worms and waltzing past my bedroom. Last seen riding the subway, literally, straddling its metal back, clutching electrical cables as reins. You were wearing a dress made out of envelopes and stamps, this...
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One Kiss
A man was given one kiss, one mouth, one tongue, one early dawn, one boat on the sea, lust of an indeterminate amount under stars. He was happy and well fitted for life until he met a man with two cocks. Then a sense of futility and of the great unfairness of life befell him. He lay about all day like a teenaged girl dreaming, practicing all the ways to be unconsciously beautiful.
Gradually his...