May 2012
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Everything is a self-portrait. A diary. Your whole drug history’s in a strand of...
– Chuck Palahniuk, Diary: A Novel (via resi-lience)
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So I wait for you like a lonely house
till you will see me again and live in...
– Pablo Neruda (via absea)
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but I say whatever
one loves, is
– Sappho, Poems and Fragments, trans. Stanley Lombardo (via proustitute)
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catladysoul:
i want to rip out my uterus and bake it into pie and feed it to my enemies
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pregnantmermaid:
like 90% of the ocean remains unexplored and you’re telling me mermaids don’t exist smh
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Slut” is how we vilify a woman for exercising her right to say “yes”....
– (via buildingmosaicsoutoflife)
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A man: I want happiness.
Buddha: First remove "I", that's ego, then remove "want", that's desire. See? Now you are left with happiness.
yesiknowiamtall:
girl you a 14 on the pH scale cus you a basic bitch
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my hair is red
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i do declare i will never do another crunch or sit up as part of my workout ever again
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chalice
edtullett:
Fuck ocean in the silence, quilted, hooded by the reprimand. Crimson stole your sleep, you melted in steam of a projector’s light. - Dressed up like you crept from mother, washed in all the holy light. Marine, and on the main deck, shutters, you crashed against me all night. - Wedlock on a filled-up chalice, hazy on a reckless flight. South-moving hands, in palace, in ecstasy with...