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I remember watching these cartoons as a child and feeling bad for the coyote while being annoyed with the road runner. Yet now as I stare at this gif I wonder if I was too young to get the subtle adult undertones. Perhaps I should go back and watch them

I remember watching these cartoons as a child and feeling bad for the coyote while being annoyed with the road runner. Yet now as I stare at this gif I wonder if I was too young to get the subtle adult undertones. Perhaps I should go back and watch them

Eyes of the introvert. Flirting in awkward silence with the hopes that thoughts hidden away would be discovered and mined. Welcoming an advance desiring to feel and be felt.

Eyes of the introvert. Flirting in awkward silence with the hopes that thoughts hidden away would be discovered and mined. Welcoming an advance desiring to feel and be felt.

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“I can never read all the books I want; I can never be all the people I want and live all the lives I want. I can never train myself in all the skills I want. And why do I want? I want to live and feel all the shades, tones and variations of mental

“I can never read all the books I want; I can never be all the people I want and live all the lives I want. I can never train myself in all the skills I want. And why do I want? I want to live and feel all the shades, tones and variations of mental

deeoffice-deactivated20191003:“I crave your mouth, your voice, your hair. Silent and starving, I prowl through the streets. I want to eat your skin like a whole almond. I want to eat the sunbeam flaring in your lovely body, I want to eat the fleeting

deeoffice-deactivated20191003:“I crave your mouth, your voice, your hair. Silent and starving, I prowl through the streets. I want to eat your skin like a whole almond. I want to eat the sunbeam flaring in your lovely body, I want to eat the fleeting

shalinakatan: She is the conductress of his desires, tantalizing his longing. He yearns silently singing a constant refrain for a crescendo that never comes.

shalinakatan: She is the conductress of his desires, tantalizing his longing. He yearns silently singing a constant refrain for a crescendo that never comes.

Putting them on turned her into someone else. Foreign to those that thought they knew her, familiar to the person she had kept hidden inside. It was a simple act of freedom with the hopes that some day she might really escape.

Putting them on turned her into someone else. Foreign to those that thought they knew her, familiar to the person she had kept hidden inside. It was a simple act of freedom with the hopes that some day she might really escape.

artist-munch: Kiss, Edvard Munch Medium: oil,canvas

artist-munch: Kiss, Edvard Munch Medium: oil,canvas

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