December 2011
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Haiku For Him
He peels off my clothes like a starving man
Would peel an orange.
His lips taste my juicy sweetness.
My legs tangle with his;
We become one being,
A burning furnace
In the cold dark basement of love.
- Sharon Cherski, My So-Called Life - ”The Substitute”
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In Greek, “nostalgia” literally means “the pain from an old wound”. It’s a...
– Don Draper (via foxskin)
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We all need someone to look at us. we can be divided into four categories...
– Milan Kundera (via freins)
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No shame
I have a thing for Anne Hathaway transformation movies. This makes me laugh.
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Everything is more beautiful
because we’re doomed.
You will never be lovelier...
– The Iliad (via foxandfayvel)