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edgeofdesiire: nakedundermyclothes: homesickletters: fyeahonetreehill: (via fuckyeahbethanyjoygaleotti) HI THIS IS ME AND MY CAREER ON FORMSPRING.
smorefun: (via eatsomebrains) While I don’t feel like this presently, I hate it when I do. It’s a very familiar feeling. I am nineteen and I am already exhausted.
heroes-and-cons: ohcloudy: (via weloveanimatedmovies) <3 Quasiiii.
QUOTING “RELUCTANT CUCKOLD” BY DAVID MCMANUSYou can find a pdf sample of “Reluctant Cuckold” at:http://www8.zippyshare.com/v/14129922/file.htmlhttp://www.mediafire.com/?tre4518566w32gz——————————&
dichotomized: This poem, often attributed to an anonymous Native American, was actually written by Baltimore housewife Mary Frye in 1932. Mary was moved by the grief of a young Jewish woman staying with them whose mother fell ill and died in Germany.
..and you taste even better with my flavor all over you..
And with this - goodnight.
(S) This is truth. No “if”, “and”, or “but” to it!
And this is what happens when you leave me alone!
And one day I won’t return
And it says I’m a horny pervert
and the sooner you acknowledge this.. the easier it is to deal with
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About Questions and Answers
Quote - Oscar Wilde
black and white
good point and the truth hurts
audreylovesparis: I really need a day between Saturday and Sunday.
audreylovesparis: “In the end, only three things matter: how much you loved, how gently you lived, and how gracefully you let go of things not meant for you.” ~ Buddha
"Look for love within yourself first, then true love will come and find you." - Adam Lambert
Lady Gaga taught me Its okay to be different. Ke$ha taught me to be myself and not care what anyone else thinks. Bruno Mars taught me to do anything for that one person I love. Eminem taught me that life is hard but you can make it through. Taylor Swift
"Fucking" is one of those fucking words you can fucking put anyfuckingwhere in a sentence and it still makes fucking sense.
i still apologize often, not because i am me, but because being me some times means making choices to separate mai self from others who are committing acts that i cannot accept. Sadism, racism, paranoid fear and hate mongering lies, slavery, false prophe
glamour-and-bubbles: daddylookin4alittle: lesbianne19: DO ALL THE THINGS All! Everything on this list is a YES!! oh well this list just has me figured out perfectly
Dear ___ So, you want to be skinny? I don’t blame you. You’re the fattest human being I’ve ever seen. I honestly don’t know why you let yourself live. I have a lot of work to do, so you’d better listen up and follow every single instruction
A woman whose smile is open and whose expression is glad has a kind of beauty no matter what she wears.
“For those who believe in God, most of the big questions are answered. But for those of us who can’t readily accept the God formula, the big answers don’t remain stone-written. We adjust to new conditions and discoveries. We are pliable.
str8nochaser: pixiepaperdollcartoon: luv1direction28: Just thought this was needed. And let’s not forget that one of Adele’s breakup songs included the line “I wish nothing but the best for you two” whereas one of Taylor’s breakup songs
brennanxvegan: You were born into privilege. I was born into pain. Your story is not my story, but an assimilated and separatist oil that weaved into the water of my spirit. My pain bounds me with pride to my shackles. Glory bound. ©Brennan H.
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wufflesvetinari: sherlocke: I’m upset because I want to change the world but the world is too big and people are too mean “Do not be daunted by the enormity of the world’s grief. Do justly, now. Love mercy, now. Walk humbly now. You are not obligated
xtine-daae: celciusdiscourse: augustdementhe: funereal-disease: Thesis: the rise of fanwank and anti culture correlates directly with diminished understanding of what “romantic”, in a literary sense, actually means. It doesn’t mean “this
sweetteawords: eros-addict: awwww-cute: what a diva “Own it gurrrrl!!!” lol “I’m good enough, I’m smart enough, and doggone it, people like me.”*
(AND I LOVE TO BE SICK)
lifeinpoetry: I wanted you to cry with me. Whenever I cry, you cry.Once you cried and I wanted you to stop. I wantedyou to cry into me. — Anaïs Duplan, from Mount Carmel & the Blood of Parnassus
xshayarsha: “Something black and heavy dropped between them like a smell of velvet.” — Anne Carson, from Autobiography of Red.
sheer delight and gratitude;
lifeinpoetry: “What I know of tenderness is what I know of violation, / the restless insect of touch and our end.” — Natalie Eilbert, from “Ezekielle” published in The Lifted Brow
hvorenn: “Awed by her splendor stars near the lovely moon cover their own bright faces when she is roundest and lights earth with her silver” — Sappho, translated by Mary Barnard
oiseauperdu: “On the moon we spoke a soft, liquid tongue, and sang in the starlight, looking down on the dead dried world.” — Shirley Jackson, We Have Always Lived in the Castle
tosfumarewords: “where / do my words end, and where do you begin?” — Quinn Lui, from “Let the Congregation Whisper,” L'Éphémère Review (Issue VIII: Gossamer)
lifeinpoetry: “i want your heart, and i think i mean to eat it.” — Taylor Steele, from “brown sex,” published in Maps for Teeth
reygrets: “The seas are wide, the oceans are deep, and demons lurk in the waters that separate us. But nothing compares to the monster I will become, if the world does not give you back to me” — you don’t know fear until you know me - c.k (via
acentury-at-sea:Anne Carson, from Plainwater-Essays and Poetry
sistersofsylviaplath: “Beware. Out of the ash I rise with my red hair and I eat men like air.” — Sylvia Plath, from Lady Lazarus (via recommendedreadingroom)
deerbheth: “To lift yourself out of a miserable mood, even if you have to do it by strength of will, should be easy. I force myself out of my chair, stride round the table, exercise my head and neck, make my eyes sparkle, tighten the muscles round
star-eaters: “I swallow your heart and it crawls right out of my mouth.” — Richard Siken, Dirty Valentine
mashamorevna: “I am Death, and when I love you it’s forever.” — Supervert, “Necrophilia Variations” (via aliceinslaughterhouse)
amargedom: ““I think we ought to read only the kind of books that wound and stab us.”” — Franz Kafka (via naturaekos)
drunk-on-books: “I already know the storm, and I am as troubled as the sea.” — Rainer Maria Rilke, tr. by Robert Bly, from “Sense of Something Coming,” (via violentwavesofemotion)
rafa-els: “— with such tenderness — to the point of tears — and with such a sense of radiance.” — Vladimir Nabokov, from letters to Vera
mashamorevna: “Today is Sunday; there is nothing gloomier and nastier than Sunday. I have observed it a thousand times.” — Fyodor Dostoevsky, from a letter to A.N. Maikov c. February 1868 (via horrorshow)
thecynical-idealist: “[…] how you are both my pulse and my stillness.” — “Fragment VI, Letters”, The Cynical Idealist.
quotemadness: “I loved being in my own head so much, it was getting harder and harder being with other people.” — Marian Keyes
xshayarsha: Here it’s so noisy, my soul shakes at every sound. I shake all over, and I can’t go away by myself, I’m afraid of the silence. - Anton Chekhov, from The Cherry Orchard.
010180000: I completely dwell in every idea, but also fill every idea… . I not only feel myself at my boundary, but at the boundary of the human in general. I am the end or the beginning. Life is merely terrible; I feel it as few others do. Often—and
violentwavesofemotion: “I weep, I melt, I am wax. I’ll devour you.” — Margarita Karapanou, tr. by N. C. Germanakos, from “Kassandra and the Wolf,”
blxckberrying: when virginia woolf said “second hand books are wild books, homeless books; they have come together in vast flocks of variegated feather, and have a charm which the domesticated volumes of the library lack,”
gafgo: “All the rest is hypothesis and dream.” — Louise Glück, excerpt of Theory of Memory
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