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We're all in the gutter....


darkness and light | a thor/loki instrumental playlist (x)
i saw the monster in you, sucked at his small claws, nipped at the silvery whip of his tail. i saw the monster in you and loved you despite it, in spite of it, because of it. your mouth is weaponry and i kissed you with a soft tongue, unarmored. i am not entirely goodness, either. i search our skin for scales. let me in under your bed and i will show you darkness as it curves into light 

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six3seven:

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Because it deserves to get reblogged as much as possible. Such a beauty! So glad i was able to see this transformation happen. 

six3seven:

By ‘bratstyle’ on instagram: #Honda #CB750 #bratstyle #caferacer #vintagebike #vintagestyle #custombike #custom #cute #good #follow #instabike #instamoto #instadaily #motorcycle #vintage #HondaFour #HondaCB #beautiful http://ift.tt/1dx0IZ7

Because it deserves to get reblogged as much as possible. Such a beauty! So glad i was able to see this transformation happen. 

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"Wouldn’t we be quite the pair?—you with your bad heart, me with my bad head. Together, though, we might have something worthwhile."

a letter from Zelda Fitzgerald to her husband F. Scott Fitzgerald (via)

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porcelainandposies:

From my series, “My Last Days with Sylvia.” 

porcelainandposies:

From my series, “My Last Days with Sylvia.” 


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tortugarabiosaa:

History found a way of repeating itself.  Maybe all this time, we were just a poetic anachronism.  Trains on a track, propelled by the mistakes of our parents. We were destined to collide and burn.  Maybe this was never our love story at all.  Was it always a continuation of theirs? 
A couples unresolved romance reincarnated in the unlikely meeting of their children.
 
Fate owed us so much more.   




"

You’re everywhere even though you’re gone. I find you in the most unexpected places: In books. In songs. In random conversations. In dreams. In alcohol. In my veins. Places you shouldn’t be.

Ironic how you won’t leave once you’ve left.

What a paradox.

"

Bitter (via thoseconstellations)


ewno:

grampascout:

I just discovered this really awesome site.
Emotionalbaggagecheck.com
It’s a site that lets you leave the things that are bothering you anonymously.When someone chooses to “carry your baggage" they’ll get your submission, and send a song and a personal note to your email address through the site (it’s never shown publicly) that may help you with what you’re going through.I think this is an amazing idea!Don’t keep scrolling past this cause it’s actually worth checking out! :) 

!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

ewno:

grampascout:

I just discovered this really awesome site.

Emotionalbaggagecheck.com

It’s a site that lets you leave the things that are bothering you anonymously.
When someone chooses to “carry your baggage" they’ll get your submission, and send a song and a personal note to your email address through the site (it’s never shown publicly) that may help you with what you’re going through.
I think this is an amazing idea!
Don’t keep scrolling past this cause it’s actually worth checking out! :) 

!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

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"i want to write a book
about how good it feels
to undress you but
no one wants to read pages of:
fuck
oh hell
and damn damn damn"

You are swearing in physical form | Lora Mathis (via soggypoetry)

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"Buy half-price lingerie and model it in your bedroom for yourself. Feel like you have a secret because you’re wearing black, see-through underwear while talking to your teacher about your next assignment. Glance at attractive strangers on public transportation. When they look back, hold their gaze for a few seconds. Smile. Get their number. Get off the train and never see them again, riding the high of your mutual minute of understanding. Accept more dinner invitations with people who spark your interest, romantically or not. Keep yourself busy with the things your relationship used to keep you from doing. Practice a hobby. Learn a new language and feel how good it is to say “goodbye” in a new way. Fuck yourself in the shower. Begin to appreciate sex in a way you couldn’t before. Sing along to pop songs without guilt. Buy yourself flowers to tuck behind your ear. Laugh easily. Let the ache hollow out more room for you to grow. When you catch your ex on the street six months later, smile when they tell you you’ve changed. Consider telling them you are a wildfire that burned over the places they touched. Consider reminding them you cannot know every space in someone by running your fingers over them. For a second, consider asking them to take you back and then laugh because you are no longer the same person they held. You are a wildfire and the world is made of brush. Go ahead and burn."

What To Do After A Break Up | Lora Mathis  (via 6bitch6craft6)

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"

It is late and the stars are out
walking across the sky to meet clouds,
riding the darkness to the morrow.

I am awake listening to silence
and voices in my head. Screaming
for recognition they feed me biscuits
and ask me about my day. Sunny weather
has never been so saddening.

It is late and the stars are hiding
behind storm clouds rolling in
to shake me from this dream
of being without you.

I drift into another and find you waiting;
eyes that fill my chest with a million raindrops;
lips pulling me in with every word uttered;
a smile that changes the world.
The background blurs, the sunlight weakens,
it begins to rain
and I have nothing to say.

I stare.
and stare.
and stare.

It is late and the stars are hiding
for they cannot compete.
There is only one thing I hope to see
when the darkness sets in.

I look for you.
I will always look for you.

"

Elzaro | I Look for You at Night (1st February 2014)


kushandwizdom:

Everything Love

kushandwizdom:

Everything Love


karenfelloutofbedagain:

catsymaxxie:


"John William Keedy explores themes of anxiety and varied neuroses in his photography."

I’ve never seen anxiety so accurately translated into art before…

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You can call me Aims. I live in Miami but am MADLY in love with New York. I'm sarcastic, bi polar, and indecisive. I have a beautiful 6 year old and now understand the meaning of, unconditional love.

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