differentpunctuation:

I’m trapped in skin and room,
ugly and large,
too tight and too lonely,
respectively, respectively.
I love with my fingers,
words before hearts,
pencils before pens,
but either will do.
Eyes that hurt
almost as much as my back,
paperless pain,
sleep it away,
sleep, sleep it away.
I’d like to live in a book,
find death in the middle,
endings are different 
for everybody.

good

brightlightsloudnoises:

don’t get sick,
there are good people out there,
thousands

that won’t mind when you call them
hungover

there are
people out there,

beautiful people
and they
used to smoke,
still do
on
strange nights,
they
tip a little too much sometimes,
they cry
for
things that happened
a while back
and
they have gardens,
or want them
in their
backyards

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To think that I’d ever ask to lead the parade.
The all cello band. Miles of clowns
with their faces painted on their faces.
Jugglers who drop as much as they hold
but keep at it, their knives on fire, their fire
on fire. From Two-Thirds of an Oath by Bob Hicok (via hush-syrup)

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I miss you. I miss not touching each other. Not seeing each other, not breathing in each other. I want you. All the time. No one else. Adèle, Blue is the Warmest Color (via larmoyante)

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It would be absurd if we did not understand both angels and devils, since we invented them. John Steinbeck, East of Eden (via observando)

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Commit to loving yourself completely. It’s the most radical thing you will do in your lifetime. Andrea Gibson, in Hooligan Magazine (via murmurrs)

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Once in a while it really hits people that they don’t have to experience the world in the way they have been told to. Alan Keightley (via psych-facts)

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nymphoninjas:


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