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About: I am spinning madly in this absence of matter. My words blot out the silence and whenever I step, I sing.

We Read.     We Love.     We Write.     We Listen.     We Travel.     

his-submissive-wife:

lewd-and-lustful-libertine:

http://lewd-and-lustful-libertine.tumblr.com/

GAH!

his-submissive-wife:

lewd-and-lustful-libertine:

http://lewd-and-lustful-libertine.tumblr.com/

GAH!

(via adirtymindisaterriblething2waste)

www.seasaltandscrim.tumblr.com

freewarhol: Portrait

freewarhol:

Indeed it has come.
A time for taking of
toast and tea. A time
for a maybe, plus you
plus me. Evenings
mornings and after
Noons, I’ve measured
these days till when
I’d see you soon.
So how should I presume?
And how do I begin?
To prepare my ear
for the sound
of your din.
Slippery…

on my way…

(Source: dr-arizonatorres, via tumblrgymyoga)

I’m so almost there..  Feels fantastic!

I’m so almost there..  Feels fantastic!

(via motivationforfitness)

Feels like home.. (Taken with Instagram)

Feels like home.. (Taken with Instagram)

cosmicforestpeople:

by miarnabella

cosmicforestpeople:

by miarnabella

(Source: considerthishippie, via freesoup)

Barking in the night
announces the coming storm.
Tiptoes and raindrops.

Love. Love. Love..

Love. Love. Love..

(Source: musadinessuno, via mfs)

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“Now the sirens have a still more fatal weapon than their song, namely their silence… Someone might possibly have escaped their singing, but from their silence- never.” —Franz Kafka, Parables
“[Fiction is] a process of producing grand, beautiful, well-ordered lies that tell more truth than any assemblage of facts.”Julian Barnes (via theparisreview)
red-mess:

every single time.

some obsessions..

red-mess:

every single time.

some obsessions..

(via red-mess-deactivated20111219)

red-mess:

sexisbeautiful:(via 500px / Photo “Untitled” by Анастасия Хлыстова)

 couch piece.

red-mess:

sexisbeautiful:(via 500px / Photo “Untitled” by Анастасия Хлыстова)

 couch piece.

(via red-mess-deactivated20111219)

ruin-me:

collaboration with burmesejorjiapits

the reality of the matter is
a mere fitting of sounds, a
favor made in doses of blood
dripped upon the ground.
just one drop of this mud
takes a moment to digest,
when words of your ruin
find mine second best.

words are words
and some are not better
than one’s
maybe we should all be mud
to another’s eyes
or shall we all be the sun
blinding, illuminating the skies
all of this poetry and prose
is a transparent screen
to the lives and hearts of those
who cannot help but to write

we do fit the mold.  ;)

(Source: evermyself)

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