February 2012
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August 2011
3 posts
July 2011
10 posts
We can’t have sex. I’ll get attached. No, don’t get me wrong - it’s not that I don’t want to - it’s that biologically and emotionally I’m destined to become attached. I’ll want more. I’ll crave more. I won’t settle for your bones, I’ll want your flesh. From your hands to your knees, from your fingers to your cheekbones, your stomach...
You are the feeling
of absolute contentment
that fills my slumber.
– Daily Haiku on Love by Tyler Knott Gregson (via hopelesslymg)
June 2011
7 posts
You move totally away from reality when you believe that there is a legitimate...
– Byron Katie (via nirvikalpa)
I must admit, her every word captivated me. Her stories, her fears, her smile,...
– Carms T. Giang (via atomos)
I think it’s more interesting to see people who don’t feel appropriately. I...
– Ryan Gosling (via passengerseats)
May 2011
13 posts
I want to let her know though that all the nights sleeping beside her even the useless arguments were things ever splendid.
Charles Bukowski
likeyoumeanitlikeyoudo:
-redux | tinyarms | leighway | tinsely:
Well played, NBC.
SMASH, coming to NBC next year.
ARE YOU SERIOUS
#I AM GOING TO THROW UP OH MY GOD THIS IS THE GREATEST THING
I’ll let you be in my dreams if I can be in yours.
– Bob Dylan (via mymindcravesnectar)
April 2011
4 posts
‘You can’t just make me different and then leave,’ I said out loud to her....
– Pudge, Looking For Alaska (via t0ysf0rtwats)
March 2011
9 posts
le printemps: "In the Kitchen", Stacie Cassarino →
rabbit-light:
It’s right before you drive away: our limbs still warm with sleep, coffee sputtering out, the north wind, your hips pressing me hard against the table. I like it hard because I need to remember this. I want to say harder. How we must look to the road that’s gone, to the splayed…
February 2011
12 posts