February 2012
sleep-sweet asked: Done.
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At War With The Weather
sleep-sweet:
Your caramel caresses Under my daring eyes, your dazing lips Smuggling away any sense of loud You speak in quiet rooms and Open gazes, where explorers might Spend the night, just to see the freckles In each iris, and the constellations that They so subtly induce. Your soft scent, something to Swindle from you, to bottle up And take senses of on lonely mornings When you’re too far...
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Song For You
Alexi Murdoch
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Otherworldly Girl: Dearest Ones, I’ve shared this... →
Oh, sweet sister! I didn’t know! You and the family are in my thoughts and prayers. I love you!!
otherworldlygirl:
Dearest Ones, I’ve shared this with some of you already, but for those who don’t know, I was recently diagnosed with encapsulated follicular carcinoma of the thyroid. My friend Jessie has organized a page to help collect donations for my treatment, which can be found here:...
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“Only hang around people that are positive and make you feel good. Anybody who...”
– Amy Poehler (via grrrlstudies)
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“Dance, when you’re broken open. Dance, if you’ve torn the bandage off. Dance in...”
– Rumi (via lucifelle)
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It makes me uncomfortable how much my life would mirror 16 and Pregnant if I got knocked up. Except that I’m 25…and 1/2…and 3 days
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“What is the body? That shadow of a shadow of your love, that somehow contains...”
– Rumi (via fuckyeahrumi)
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Here I am again, missing you, missing the kinds of things you used to tell me. Talking on the phone wouldn’t help me at all, just reminds me of you, makes me want to be with you all the more. Shit. What am I doing here? And why are you there? Just close enough for me to not have any idea how to feel. Why? I miss you and that’s barely even saying anything, barely the tip of the...
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Anonymous asked: soo I sent you a valentine's day e-card but it says you still didn't view it.. type in tumblrlinks[dót]cóm/?atwarwithmyself then sign up and then check your ''atwarwithmyself'' inbox
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“Love is kinda like, you know when you see a fog in the morning when you wake up...”
– Charles Bukowski (via turtlenipntoxicshock)
“Grammar is the difference between knowing your shit and knowing you’re shit.”
– My flammable roommate’s fabulous writing professor (via commodore-sparklebutt)
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