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Are you anybody else’s missing piece?”
“Not that i know of.”
“Well, maybe you want to be your own piece?”
“I can be someone’s and still my own."Shel Silverstein (via thechocolatebrigade) -
peanut butter and jelly cupcakes with peanut butter chocolate ganache: recipe here
(via loveleesanity)
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What if I told you I’m incapable of tolerating my own heart?"
Virginia Woolf, from Night and Day (Duckworth, 1919)(Source: seabois, via seenecdoche)
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The Velvet Underground — There She Goes Again - 1967
(Source: suicidewatch, via alicethebanshee)
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You have to find the right distance between people. Too close, and they overwhelm you, too far and they abandon you."
Hanif Kureishi (via believeinperfection)(Source: ryannxp, via phil0sophy)
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The sky is melting. Me too.
Who hasn’t seen it this way?Pink between the castlework
of buildings.Pensive syrup
drizzled over clouds.It is almost catastrophic how heavenly.
A million poets, at least,
have stood in this very spot,
groceries in hand, wondering:“Can I witness the Rapture
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and still make it home in time for dinner?”Elaine Equi, “Muffin of Sunsets” -
Every line is about,
who I don’t wanna write about anymore.
Hope you come down with something
they can’t diagnose, don’t have the cure for.
(via searchlightsgrowingdim)
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So many people are shut up tight inside themselves like boxes, yet they would open up, unfolding quite wonderfully, if only you were interested in them."
Sylvia Plath (via theonlymagicleftisart) -
(Source: mcavoys, via loveleesanity)
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partybarackisinthehousetonight:
“Haha, yeah.” [I awkwardly chuckle pretending I know what you just said]
(via sr8olguin)
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Oh we’re a mess, poor humans, poor flesh—hybrids of angels and animals, dolls with diamonds stuffed inside them. We’ve been to the moon and we’re still fighting over Jerusalem. Let me tell you what I do know: I am more than one thing, and not all of those things are good. The truth is complicated. It’s two-toned, multi-vocal, bittersweet. I used to think that if I dug deep enough to discover something sad and ugly, I’d know it was something true. Now I’m trying to dig deeper."
Richard Siken, Black Telephone (via seols)(Source: adeardeer, via jane-and-edward)
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(Source: northsidefolk, via psychotic-romance)
