February 2012
“The fuckers. There, I feel better. God-damned human race. There, I feel better.”
– Charles Bukowski (via mem0rylaine)
“My body is a dead language and you pronounce each word perfectly.”
– Sierra DeMulder, Unrequited Love Poem (via thenocturnals)
“Humanity I love you
because you are perpetually
putting the secret of life
in...”
– E.E Cummings (via arreter)
“A truth should exist,
it should not be used
like this. If I love you
is...”
– Margaret Atwood (via cartographe)
“So, now I shall talk every night. To myself. To the moon… I talk to myself and...”
– Sylvia Plath (via dreamofwhatcanbe)
“Forever is composed of nows.”
– Emily Dickinson (via girlwithoutwings)
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what did you have for dinner, Maggie?
a beer and a glass of wine.
