March 2012
Soft Lover
mobbleberry:
It was strange, waking up to unblemished skin. To a man who hadn’t pawed at me, hadn’t given me bruises with his lips and teeth. It was odd, to touch my face and not wince at the sore skin around my mouth, where his stubble had rubbed like gravel on my tissue paper lips.
It was strange…
Because it still felt like passion.
He had owned me, but he had not once drawn blood. He...
February 2012
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“Don’t grieve. Anything you lose comes round in another form.”
– Rumi
“I am terrified by this dark thing that sleeps in me.”
– Sylvia Plath
“There is a pleasure in the pathless woods;
There is a rapture on the lonely...”
– George Gordon Byron
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“The moment you stop to think about whether you love someone, you’ve already...”
– Carlos Ruiz Zafón, The Shadow of the Wind
4357938475983745-deactivated201 asked: When're you gonna let me hit that?
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jaegerjaques:
I don’t always reblog breasts, but when I do, it’s from Arianna’s blog.
I’m glad I’m your goto person for breasts :’)
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Someone talk to me, I’m bored out of my mind
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lydibeck:
collect calls to home to tell them that I realize that everyone who lives will someday die and die alone.
“What you see and hear depends a good deal on where you are standing; it also...”
– C.S Lewis
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208 (Lilacs)
Violets, graced by your touch have withered. Orchids, that once defined your delicate beauty grew frail and dull. Daises, oh the daises. The garden, couldn’t withhold the strength of the winds. Roots uplifting, all but one. The Lilacs, the delicate Lilacs.
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“Sometimes I’m terrified of my heart; of it’s constant hunger for whatever it...”
– Edgar Allan Poe
When the most irrelevant people think you're going...
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lydibeck:
I’m growing like the quickening hues I’m telling darkness from lines on you
ineedtogetpaid:
“i hate my life” the angry blogger types on their 15” macbook pro on their king sized bed in their air conditioned 3 story home in suburban america.
