16o:

Some of the hundreds of love letters I found at an abandoned mansion in Cornwall 2013

16o:

Some of the hundreds of love letters I found at an abandoned mansion in Cornwall 2013

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You might be sitting with him at the kitchen table drinking coffee from mismatched mugs and saying nothing because sometimes saying nothing is the best thing to say. He’s miles away, and you’re thinking you should take a shower or fix your hair or at least brush your teeth because you feel dirty and self-conscious. You wish the sun weren’t so bright on your face and you wish there was something other than corn flakes for breakfast so your stomach won’t start making hideous noises. You’re about to open your mouth and say something to break the silence, but he speaks first. He tilts his head slightly and says:

“You make me really happy.”

And you will agree he does, too.

Carrie Laski, Things To Say Besides I Love You (via pale-afternoon)

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#poetry  

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#art  

Uncle, Uncle, tell me the Time

decentideadump:

July 13, 2014

I HATE!

Now that I have your attention,

I would like to bring,

Your attention,

To something very,

Very,

Real.

Not that ‘hate’ isn’t real, but this hits home,

Home,

Where I’m supposed to feel safe, home, where my kitchen is my castle, my bed is a fort, my mother and father are knights in shining armor, my school is a temple, my teachers wizards of the arcane, my friends are my companions, and every day I slay dragons when the sun rises and I party by night, day and night, I try so hard to be the same, to be what they want.

Some people are lucky, they live this fantasy, over and over, blinded by the light,

But the lights, are the words, that those who love me…

They nurture me, they form me into the perfect child, Dear Mother, Dear Father, Dear Those Who Would Drag Me Under The Water, Dear Educator, Teach Me Your Ways, Tell Me How I Will Live The Rest Of My Days, stop.

                        There is a difference between learning,

                        And assimilation.

            But is there, because the clones line up, and the clones form ranks, and the clones mark forwards with knives in their flanks, they think they are doing god’s work, but it is the Priest who behind the army lurks,

Pulling the strings of the public masses,

            And it all happens in my classes.

            It is easier,

            To brainwash the babe,

            Then to change the mind of a grown man, who does everything by the book that he never read,

            And then he tells me how to think.

            So what if I think things different than you, what if I say things that you wouldn’t do?

            I am a person, I have a mind,

            And I HATE.

                        Wasting time.

#poetry  

andiamburdenedwithgloriousfeels:

jazzfort:

i shouldn’t have laughed as much as i did

nyoom

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#r  
arrests:

Mia Nolting

arrests:

Mia Nolting

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#art  

gasolinefamily:

He comes to cuddle every single morning.

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#r  

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#r  

al-tracey:
"Love is a little bit like drinking coffee."

al-tracey:

"Love is a little bit like drinking coffee."

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#Morgan  #people  #fbb  
teasay:

deadly sex accidents

teasay:

deadly sex accidents

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#text  #life  

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#art  

eddamami:

eddamami:

Got all these

Hey hi

#selfies  

part-of-my-chemistry:

just watch

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#Michael  #r  

do you ever just crave someone’s presence? like you would literally be happy just sitting next to them & it could be completely silent.

#r  #Morgan  #text  

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#got  #text