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  1. *nerium* *nerium*
    posted a quote
    January 6, 2015 8:17pm UTC
    the waters cool hands hold my face with simple adoration. my eyes sting as my nostrils are evaded, but still i do not care. i lay as sight drifts away to ripples of sunlight, and soon my lungs are filled not with air, but the lives of the ocean.

  2. *exploit* *exploit*
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    November 16, 2014 10:20pm UTC
    The flower is the poetry of reproduction. It is an example of the eternal seductiveness of life.

  3. seafoam* seafoam*
    posted a quote
    October 19, 2014 12:30am UTC
    The ties of flesh are deep and strong, the capacity to love is a vital, rich, and all-consuming function of the human animal, and you can find nobility and sacrifice and love wherever you might seek it out.

  4. *exploit* *exploit*
    posted a quote
    October 19, 2014 8:01pm UTC
    I stand, abandoned, by the side of the road. My neck prickles with the humid mask of dried sweat, and my feet ache as dust rises in a cloud the colour of butterscotch - thick and heavy, it settles in my eyes. and I do not know if they are watering because of foreign fibres, or if I am crying because you left me.

  5. hyperion* hyperion*
    posted a quote
    October 23, 2014 8:18pm UTC
    my lungs are as clenched tight as my fists
    and i'd probably die before they unconstrict
    i'd probably die before you started loving me too

  6. seafoam* seafoam*
    posted a quote
    October 26, 2014 4:40am UTC
    When you are little, night time is scary because there are monsters hiding right under the bed. When you get older, the monsters are different. Self doubt, loneliness, regret. And though you may be older and wiser, you still find yourself scared of the dark.

  7. hyperion* hyperion*
    posted a quote
    October 1, 2014 9:51pm UTC
    when i was younger, i had a deathly fear of bugs, and unfortunately sharp eyes. i would see a bug sitting on the wall, and i would stop absolutely everyone and everything to point it out, and then, you know, squish it. but as i got older, i realized that these bugs, little moths, little white house spiders; they're just lonely insignificant creatures, trapped on the wrong side of the screen door. and they beat their little heads against the window panes trying to escape, but just can't comprehend how small and fleeting they are, how weak. i wonder, if maybe, they do know, and they don't care. life for these little bugs is short, sand in an hourglass running, running, running; they're powerless, chewing holes through old coats in the backs of closets to pass the time. create, learn, retain, recreate, die—over, and over again. if everyone lived the way they do, everything would move so slowly. time wouldn't go so fast. maybe, that's why they do it.
    i pass a moth on the wall in my hallway today. i let it sit.

  8. *nerium* *nerium*
    posted a quote
    October 4, 2014 5:22pm UTC
    And it was beautiful but terrifying; a work of art, like the gentle slope of Abel's ribs. Or the concave of a man accepting Death's embrace. It felt soft like Pysche's revival, or perhaps the folds of Dornröschen's dress. Thick with triumph, it held such similarity to that of Perseus, Medusa's severed head held high above his own. But most of all, it held a supreme discomfort, the kind that can only be felt by the unwilling participants of Imponderabilia, desperately trying to avoid the face of something born to be embraced.

  9. *nerium* *nerium*
    posted a quote
    August 22, 2014 3:39pm UTC
    I sent you lilies,
    now I want back those flowers

  10. rec0ver rec0ver
    posted a quote
    August 20, 2014 7:04pm UTC
    it always shocks me when i realize the people i love are human too and that they make mistakes and have flaws and are allowed to be selfish sometimes.

  11. *nerium* *nerium*
    posted a quote
    August 25, 2014 5:02pm UTC
    i want to feel the weight of your entire skull against the soft flesh of my stomach
    and i want to kiss every crevice of your body twice over
    and i want to catalogue the change in your eyes when you're happy, or sad, or angry
    and your smile, oh god, you smile. there are so many of them, blinding like the sun or a small quiver of the lip - i want them all
    i've built a house in my mind just for you,
    an entire world that consists of utterly nothing but you
    all sixteen hundred shades of your hair in the sunlight
    every single one of your callouses
    and each individual freckle
    everything is there,
    from the scar on your elbow to the dent in your nose
    it's there

  12. vivre merveilleusement* vivre merveilleusement*
    posted a quote
    August 25, 2014 11:47pm UTC
    i'd probably still
    adore you
    with your hands around
    my neck. . .
    IMAGE SOURCE: tumblr.com, original maker unknown

  13. vivre merveilleusement* vivre merveilleusement*
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    August 25, 2014 11:55pm UTC
    IMAGE SOURCE: tumblr.com, original photographer unknown

  14. *nerium* *nerium*
    posted a quote
    August 27, 2014 5:35pm UTC
    blood caked beneath my nails, it's worse than it looks. i don't dig my hands into old wounds, and i don't really care for killing - there's just an itch in the shallows of my skull, and i think i've dug too deep; i'm feeling kinda scared now, because i can see my brain, and it's full of so many things. it's sort of cramped, and it's kinda weird to think of your brain as an actual place instead of an actual brain, but it sort of is a place, because your brain holds memories and memories are just a bunch of places, really...right? the brain is a very big place, if you think about it, and that very big place is crammed and crushed into a very small space.

  15. Amenah Amenah
    posted a quote
    August 28, 2014 5:37pm UTC
    love is a ruthless
    game unless you
    play it good and
    (and we did not)

  16. *exploit* *exploit*
    posted a quote
    July 22, 2014 7:13pm UTC
    i met a girl in Russia
    and she was really nice
    she said her name was Katya
    and she did not eat
    in front of me,
    (only :nikita:, she said = a smallboy with shallow eyes:::he was hers, her slice of paradise))
    katya was thin,
    and this did not bother me
    because katya smiled
    and katya laughed
    no one sad did these things,
    did they?
    one day katya did not call ??????
    no "privet", no nothing
    I went to her house,
    and her father answered the door
    he did not speak english, and my russian was bad
    but i could tell, not from his eyes but his face,
    yes his face - hardandworn and so so lined
    that he was very sad
    (((((nikita stood far, his eyes even more shallow than usual. i believe he had lost his paradise))))
    i cried by the Moskva River that day
    and tourists filtered by
    "are you okay?"
    a man spat on me and said
    "grobanyye nishchiye"
    i did not move
    i could not breath,
    so i counted to onetwothreefourfive
    nothing nothing nothing
    the world continued to spin, very slowly,
    and katya was still dead
    in Smolensk
    on a table
    whilst an old man
    with shaking hands and laboured breathing
    dissected her soul
    i met a girl in Russia
    and she was very nice
    she said her name was Katya
    and i fell in love with her right then
    she did not eat
    and she now lives in the ground
    i plant flowers, each and every day
    for her to eat:
    but she never does

  17. vivre merveilleusement* vivre merveilleusement*
    posted a quote
    July 20, 2014 6:38pm UTC
    ❝ we used to talk
    like we were lovers
    in the middle of the night,
    bu now we're barely friends. ❞

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    January 1, 1970 12:00am UTC
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    January 1, 1970 12:00am UTC
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  20. *nerium* *nerium*
    posted a quote
    July 6, 2014 6:21pm UTC
    I was always an unusual girl, my mother told me that I had a chameleon soul. No moral compass pointing me due north, no fixed personality. Just an inner indecisiveness that was as wide and as wavering as the ocean.


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