February 2012
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“We all have bullets beneath our skin
we pray our lovers won’t flinch at when...”
– Andrea Gibson (via mariellexbby)
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dragonwantsabite:
Ennio Morricone // Un Amico
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yo isaacson i have a quick question my man
you know how you have this little message up on tigerweb that says “submit intro paragraphs by tuesday”? yeah… how come i’ve never seen it until today?
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senora: ok, let's go around the room and think of comparisons to translate
fellow spanish student comrade 1: i eat as much as my sister
senora: very good
fellow spanish student comrade 2: the blanket is as soft as a cloud
senora: that is a good one
fellow spanish student comrade 3: i am the sweetest student in the class
senora: good
me: my heart is as empty as a desert
senora:
fellow spanish student comrade 1:
fellow spanish student comrade 2:
fellow spanish student comrade 3:
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“When this earth and world did not exist
When there was no moon, sun or sky...”
– Nusrat Fateh Ali Khan (via fernsandmoss)
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ugh.
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“I know a boy who called his girlfriend’s body a “crime scene.” Dad, my body is...”
– “Communion,” Jeanann Verlee (via clavicola)
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gotten off the couch a record of three times today. coulda sworn it was just 1 pm….
i feel like shit. i have tons of work but i seem to have completely forgotten what motivation is and how to download it. what i want is to stick my head in the freezer and never smile again.
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“She writes like she’s starving and reads like she’s feasting.”
– R.D. Larson (via -wwhiskers)
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Sharing Poetry: Diane Wakoski, "Inside Out" →
sharingpoetry:
Diane Wakoski, “Inside Out”
I walk the purple carpet into your eye carrying the silver butter server but a truck rumbles by, leaving its black tire prints on my foot and old images the sound of banging screen doors on hot afternoons and a fly buzzing over the Kool-Aid spilled on the sink flicker, as reflections on the metal surface.
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“Curvy women are real women. Skinny women are real women. Women who have had...”
– Hugo Schwyzer (via offwithitshead)
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“I.
Our kiss is a secret handshake, a password.
We love like spies, like...”
– Mindy Nettifee, “This is the Nonsense of Love” (via fleurishes)
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abstroosetantaloose:
Forget me, amnesiac; I did not earn your thoughts When you could remember. Speak not my name, aphasiac, It did not bless your tongue When you could say it. I am a maniac, and I shall go manic where I cannot hurt you.
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