March 2012
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“Many people are so imprisoned in their minds that the beauty of nature does not...”
– Eckhart Tolle
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“The best thing about the bedroom was the bed. I liked to stay in bed for hours,...”
– Charles Bukowski, Ham On Rye
February 2012
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“So, now, here I was. Sitting listening to the rain. If I died right now there...”
– Charles Bukowski, Pulp
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“I must be a mermaid. I have no fear of depths and a great fear of shallow...”
– Anaïs Nin
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“sadness drips like water beads
in a half-poisoned well,
I know that my chances...”
– Charles Bukowski
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"I am tired of confiding in myself" excerpt
I have no one in whom to confide. My family understands nothing. My friends I cannot trouble with these things; I have no really intimate friends, and even were there one intimate, in world’s ways, yet he were not intimate in the way I understand intimacy. I am shy and unwilling to make known my woes. An intimate friend is one of my ideal things, one of my daydreams, yet an intimate friend...
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“Cherish your solitude. Take trains by yourself to places you have never been....”
– Eve Ensler
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birthed:
I love girls with skin like milk, a craving for calcium, wonderful hidden nymphatic rushes orbiting all of their moons. Their pink lips bloated with air where I’d rest my kisses. Pastel blue eyes - a watercolour between my sheets. Sweetest milky girls.
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“Things I hold most dear: music, nature, poetry, solitude.”
– Marina Tsvetayeva
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portishead - all mine
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“It doesn’t interest me what you do for a living.
I want to know what you ache...”
– Oriah Mountain Dreamer
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“What you are basically, deep, deep down, far, far in, is simply the fabric and...”
– Alan Watts
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Reblog if you're a sex god from the high heavens.
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Don't worry about what religion or philosophy is...
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I would like to leave behind the life I have at the moment and move to someplace new where it’s greener and the air is fresh. I would start my life over from there. And then later I’d pick up my life again and move and so on.
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bruisedlamb:
lovely, shameful flower: too many lips have plucked at your petals and sucked from them the sweet silky nectar of your core.
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“Most people don’t know the answer to the question, “How are you? How do you...”
– S.I. Hayakawa
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“Do not watch the petals fall from the rose with sadness, know that, like life,...”
– Anonymous