May 2013
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Sometimes I miss you
the way someone drowning
remembers the air.
– Tim Seibles, “Slow Dance” (via larmoyante)
my favorite eye color is your eye color and my favorite height is your height and my favorite weight is your weight my favorite hands are your hands my favorite knees are your knees
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If it’s meant for you, you won’t have to beg for it. You will never have to...
– Chelsis Porter
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what doesn’t kill you
leaves scars
ruins your lungs
dries out all your tears...
– c.c.
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I suspect it’s difficult for men to imagine a world in which their bodies have...
– Stop Catcalling Me
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Tragedy purifies the heart through suffering.
– Aristotle
i heard that every time u rev your motorcycle at 6 in the morning u lose an inch of your penis