February 2012
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That moment when you finish a book, look around, and realize that everyone is just carrying on with their lives as though you didn’t just experience emotional trauma at the hands of a paperback.
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Alalahanin, Gunitain.
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stephenell:
i’m literally disgusted and will be perplexed for the rest of my life as to how kanye west got more shit for stealing a microphone from taylor swift than chris brown has ever gotten for beating the shit out of rihanna
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My mother swears that in the first year
Of their one life, my father took
Her...
– Nostalgia, Mookie Katigbak-Lacuesta
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fluttering-slips:
The blur between fingers
He buries his face into my hair and inhales. If I live anywhere in his body, I live in his lungs. There are better organs I’m sure, but it’s warm here too, and most of the sound stays away. Sometimes in the middle of the night, I wake up to feel my spine against the wall. I don’t mean to make this all about bodies but we are the sort of people...
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