kindofalone:

kindofalone:

i don’t wanna miss you but i do 

what the fuck is this

kindofalone:

kindofalone:

i don’t wanna miss you but i do 

what the fuck is this

Monday Sep 9 @ 12:45am

youngblackandvegan:

the older i get

the more i realize the value of privacy

of cultivating your circle and only letting certain people in

you can be open, honest, and real while still understanding not everyone deserves a seat at the table of your life

Monday Sep 9 @ 12:45am
I’m sorry. I don’t know what came over me. I was afraid. I am not worthy of you. But I still love you, I think.
Don’t try and find me again, you would be lonely for music. I want you to be happy. I want you to marry again. I’m going to write out instructions for your next wife.

To my husband’s next wife: Be gentle. Be sure you comb his hair when it’s wet. Do not fail to notice that his face flushes pink like a bride’s when you kiss him. Give him lots to eat. He forgets to eat and he gets cranky.
When he is sad, kiss his forehead and I will thank you. For he is a young prince and his robes are too heavy on him. His crown falls down around his ears.

I’ll give this letter to a worm. I hope he finds you.
Love.

from “Eurydice” by Sarah Ruhl  (via 5000letters) Monday Sep 9 @ 12:45am

They amputated
your thighs off my hips.
As far as I’m concerned
they are all surgeons. All of them.

They dismantled us
each from the other.
As far as I’m concerned
they are all engineers. All of them.

A pity. We were such a good
and loving invention.
An airplane made from a man and wife.
Wings and everything.
We hovered a little above the earth.

We even flew a little.

“A Pity. We Were Such A Good Invention,” Yehuda Amichai  (via beautyisanillusion) Monday Sep 9 @ 12:44am
Honey, you ain’t got time to break him open to see if he got love inside there. Leave him just like that and see if he shows it. Della Hicks-Wilson  (via weaverofstars) Monday Sep 9 @ 12:44am

slayboybunny:

i mean. its ok if personally you prefer girls who arent hairy. but like. think critically about why. like fucking take a step back and really assess why its so important to you that girls don’t grow hair in places they do and why it doesn’t matter on men. im serious. come back to me and tell me one good reason. give examples and show your work. its due on my desk monday morning

Monday Sep 9 @ 12:43am
The things that we love tell us what we are. St. Thomas Aquinas (via observando) Monday Sep 9 @ 12:41am

Monday Sep 9 @ 12:41am
4gifs:

Sea lion gets concerned when girl trips. [video]

4gifs:

Sea lion gets concerned when girl trips. [video]

Monday Sep 9 @ 12:41am
Monday Sep 9 @ 12:38am

corujas:

escapekit:

Postcards for Ants

An ongoing painting project by Cape Town artist Lorraine Loots who has been creating a miniature painting every single day since January 1, 2013.

Wow!

Monday Sep 9 @ 12:38am
stunningpicture:

Benches in Sweden are very friend and couple friendly

stunningpicture:

Benches in Sweden are very friend and couple friendly

Monday Sep 9 @ 12:36am
He starts it off, as they always do, by saying,
“I still want to be friends” but I am already
on the next subway, the next taxi, the next whatever.
I am thinking about dinner that night, or the next night:
Angus beef, sauteed chicken, mahi mahi fish tacos.
I am thinking about the coffee pot and runner’s knee
and how much money I have in my savings. I am
thinking about hypothermia and missing bodies;
all the knives in my bed. I am thinking about how
the very word promise sounds more like an undoing.
I am thinking about the easiness of mouths.
How they open. How they give so much but also
about how they take away the things our minds
have committed to that permanent place of the brain,
where memories continue to rattle around long after
we’ve stopped shaking. I am thinking about how
he has turned me into a lake and I’ve never learned
how to swim. I am thinking about how I now have to
unlearn all of his secrets. Become a tourist to his body
again, blink against the hurt. I am thinking about
expensive hair cuts and retail therapy, dressing room
girls who are used to outlandish requests from customers.
I am thinking that this isn’t a dress my mother
would approve of, but honey, I look so good in red.
Kristina Haynes, “The Breakup Sweats” (via modernmethadone) Monday Sep 9 @ 12:35am
Monday Sep 9 @ 12:33am

tarcaryen:

destroy this new idea that a woman can’t be strong if she cries over a man she’s lost. destroy the idea that you have to be cold and emotionally detached in order to be a strong woman

Monday Sep 9 @ 12:31am
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