dolorimeter:

Yeah, well, I loved you first. // cotton pillowcase

dolorimeter:

Yeah, well, I loved you first. // cotton pillowcase

(via rustyvoices)

"holiness for you
was always in the quiet
of the world,
never in the flesh of another.

the blood you lick from your lips
must taste like freedom."

Emily Palermo, excerpt of Artemis (via camilla-macauley)

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The Art of Letting Go, Meredith Amadee

The Art of Letting Go, Meredith Amadee

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"We loved like we invented it."

Cristin O’Keefe Aptowicz, Bowery Women: Poems (via poetrist)

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"You are not designed for everyone to like you."

(via deionpage)

This should be our least concern but somehow it became our greatest.

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paintdeath:

Iviva Olenick

paintdeath:

Iviva Olenick

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"And lastly from that period I remember riding in a taxi one afternoon between very tall buildings under a mauve and rosy sky; I began to bawl because I had everything I wanted and knew I would never be so happy again."

F. Scott Fitzgerald, The Crack-Up (via observando)

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"I am the sea and nobody owns me."

Pippi Longstocking. Dir. Clive A. Smith.  (via wordsnquotes)

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Anonymous said: do you believe in god?

rustyvoices:

Yes, yes I do.

Arctic Monkeys – Love Is A Laserquest (64,851 plays)

yokto:

Do you still feel younger than you thought you would by now
Or, darling, have you started feeling old yet?
Don’t worry, I’m sure that you’re still breaking hearts
With the efficiency that only youth can harness

(via darlingjustbehuman)

"He does something to me, that boy. Every time. It’s his only detriment. He steps on my heart. He makes me cry."

Markus Zusak, The Book Thief (via sunst0ne)

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(via sapiophilous)

"Hello darling, sorry about that.
Sorry about the bony elbows, sorry we
lived here, sorry about the scene at the bottom of the stairwell
and how I ruined everything by saying it out loud.
Especially that, but I should have known.
You see, I take the parts that I remember and stitch them back together
to make a creature that will do what I say
or love me back."

from Richard Siken’s Litany in Which Certain Things Are Crossed Out  (via awayfromfear)

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