December 2011
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& yann tiersen
In Dreams
ifabodywriteabody:
His words fill each pore kissed softly into my skin. Ink of a lover
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my dear friend angelo just re-made his tumblr, and would greatly appreciate if you took a nice visit to his page.
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Morning without you is a dwindled dawn.
– Emily Dickinson
asatome:
An Icelandic heart.
Cold, yet a soft blow to the gut, another body left for granted, living in the snow.
He wanted rage, fire to melt this tired rough, this drowned noose for his hated wench.
A wrench to call your name.
Universal anatomy: I am Blessed...
paradoxpotential:
…Blessed with the ability to travel to different cells Because, you know, the universe is an atom.
There’s no real difference.
Except for orbits. Funny that-
It’s an atom with more gravity then,
an atom with cells- inside out, organs outside.
Like a lobster
but backward.
I can see the Milky Way in my abdomen, but I’d like to see it with my eyes. I...
emmacherry:
in blue hotels in licorice ship yards we are kissed, brutally, in the rustle of thighs
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Poem About the Mornings
in-hystero:
Vague me the lake blue spreading and the orange hue awakening. A collection of books catching dust on their yellow white hair turn green when the sun rises and the air is mourning. The cold weeps weeps on the car windows and when I break sleep I am pencil thin and I have dandruff of the lazy books on me. Lazy Lazarus waking.
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avdunstar:
i think
everyone thinks im weird
and i am
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does someone want to come over,
be really bad at existing like
i am, exist poorly with me
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made some soup
but i cannot eet
eet eet eet eet it
shall i go into town,
the last time i went
i felt so alone
and sad
but it was dark outside
but i already feel
lost today
perhaps or
maybe something
hmph, oh
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it’s a soviet-kitsch-sort-of-day
also on the agenda………
…..photography, some vegan baking, piano, painting,
candles, incense, breathing
yes, i think i will give breathing a try today