May 2012
“You gave me hyacinths first a year ago;
They called me the hyacinth girl.”
– TS Eliot (via leukocytes)
“She was beautiful, but she was beautiful in the way a forest fire was beautiful.”
– Neil Gaiman (via thewoodbetweentheworlds)
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have just realized I won’t be able to go clubbing on my birthday and generally be a n00b
surgery is raining on my legal-drinking-age parade
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incredibly sore from work. my back is not ok. i don’t even want to move.
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stalking my webcam photos and I found me being a blanket monster thing. idek. maybe i was drunk
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want a fitted denim skirt
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figuring out what type of birth control to use is a bitch
that is all
“I closed my mouth and spoke to you in a hundred silent ways.”
– (via aurevoirlola)
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Why can’t I find it in me to be content?
“You were once wild here. Don’t let them tame you.”
– Isadora Duncan (via mirroir)
“Death is a lover who’s coming with a purpose”
– Hudzaifah Ibnul Yaman (via september30th)
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mother stop laughing at your own jokes. it’s weird and makes them less funny.
“It was a terrible blow to hear that you actually worked. I didn’t think anyone...”
– Morrissey, in one of the many letters he wrote to his pre-Smiths pen-pal, Robert Mackie, during the 1980s (via fernsandmoss)
“I can’t sleep. There is a woman stuck between my eyelids. I would tell her to...”
– Eduardo Galeano (via dearscience)
