January 2012
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December 2011
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“I am lonely, yet not everybody will do. I don’t know why, some people fill the...”
– Anaïs Nin
“Elegy for his Hands
It was late, I was drunk, you were warm
to my hand, I...”
– Robyn Art, Notes About His Hands, Part 4 (via therestisbullshit)
I wish i knew how to wear/apply make up
but i don’t.
eh. whatevs.
“I mean, I have the feeling that something in my mind is poisoning everything...”
– Vladimir Nabokov
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Anonymous asked: my name is marcus. and i know you copied my friends url "meowface" because hers is "me0wface" . just change it because it makes you look so unoriginal.
Anonymous asked: how do you define Love?
therestisbullshit:
It is easy to get caught in a landscape not your own. I don’t really remember how to do this. All the fingertiptapping. I will always choose charm over elegance. To remember what clean feels like.
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I'm sorry, I should have known
the only way to be sure is to be very quiet very still all alone otherwise you might knock something over and everything will fall apart
When it’s all or nothing nothing is always the right answer.
poetbabble:
And I understood finally, after a semester of philosophy, a thousand books of poetry, after death and childbirth and the startled cries of men who called out my name as they entered me, I finally believed I was alone, felt it in my actual, visceral heart, heard it echo like a thin bell.
-Dorianne Laux, from ‘After Twelve Days of Rain’
“What does it matter how many lovers you have if none of them gives you the...”
– Jacques Lacan
wisteriaa asked: "C'est cela l'amour, tout donner, tout sacrifier sans espoir de retour." - Albert Camus
“My perfect date night? I pick you up in my Kia Sorento. You get in. There’s...”
– Aziz Ansari (via 24ribs)
pretty perfect if you ask me
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We haven’t got $$ but there is plenty to drink oh the gleeful suffering of neon evenings and days with the shades
down wishing we were cats
