December 2009
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i am a human. i am a zombie.
please, please, please be the first and only...
I feel your blade slicing through my heel and the tendons tear and I’m falling in love with you.
You slam your fists against my heart and I feel it pound, beating for you, beating from your beating.
My lungs ache inside the pit of my body because you have stolen my breath out of my gasping esophagus—
it hurts to love you.
My Top 5 Artists (Week Ending 2009-12-27) →
City and Colour (7)
Bon Iver (3)
Miike Snow (3)
Bon Iver & St. Vincent (2)
Wolf Parade (2)
Imported from Last.fm Tumblr by JoeLaz
Be nice to nerds. Chances are you’ll end up working for one.
– Bill Gates (via lickystickypickyme) (via quote-book)
with no fondness I think of that foul, limp thing that hangs between your legs and that foul, limp thing that hangs between your lips and that dead thing that rattles inside your skull
you flick your fake mustard colored hair out of your eyes and tell me that you have always loved me I don’t think I deserve very much but I know I deserve better than you.
13816.) Maybe I'm in love with you all along. I...
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avajean: (via blogsecret)
All love that has not friendship for its base, is like a mansion built upon the...
– Ella Wheeler Wilcox (via kari-shma) (via quote-book)
Is Friendship Dead?
notfacebook:
Friendship is everything and nothing. In this day and age where technology and the internet let us befriend and connect with everyone, everywhere, how is it that we’re left so alone? Could it be that facebook, twitter, text messages, and dare I say it - even tumblr just provide us with the delusion of a connection without the hardships, the complications, and more importantly with...
Isaiah 1:14 - "I hate your new moon festivals and...
But my heart is
Returned to sister winter
But my heart is
As cold as ice
– Sister Winter by Sufjan Stevens
My Top 5 Artists (Week Ending 2009-12-20) →
The White Stripes (12)
Andrew Bird (11)
Horse Feathers (10)
M. Ward (6)
Bob Dylan (6)
Imported from Last.fm Tumblr by JoeLaz
Why do you always win?
Mouth to mouth combat — you knock me down and I taste the blood like pennies on my tongue.
I throw a jab wild, tormented, passionate and miss you. I feel my fist cutting through the air. My words like arrows miss their target.
Why do you always win?
I shut my eyes and all the world drops dead;
I lift my lids and all is born...
– Mad Girl’s Love Song by Sylvia Plath (via kari-shma) (via quote-book)
I've never learned how to live without you.
All the secrets of the world are contained in books. Read at your own risk.
– Lemony Snicket (via kari-shma)
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m.g.
You call yourself a realist, you romantic honey lipped fuck. I hate you and your wild animal hair that crawls languidly out of your non- business t-shirt and your beard that demands to be taken seriously. You have too much faith in women’s extra bra straps and masculine femininity and my own boyish playfulness. I’m bound to let you down with my cold mouthed cotton footed ways. Your...
Take bread away from me, if you wish,
take air away, but
do not take from me...
– Pablo Neruda
It’s so nice
to wake up in the morning
all alone
and not have to tell...
– Richard Brautigan, Love Poem
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shiny red ornament hurling through the air shattering against the back of her skull she spins around but cannot miss the second collision that slices her skin her hand instinctively goes to her cheek she feels herself tell him that she hates him but she does not feel any hate her eyes move to the nativity scene on the mantel she feels sick again
My Top 5 Artists (Week Ending 2009-12-13) →
Neko Case (6)
Phoenix (5)
Copeland (2)
16 Horsepower (2)
M. Ward (1)
Imported from Last.fm Tumblr by JoeLaz
And in that moment I swear we were infinite.
– The Perks Of Being a Wallflower by Stephen Chbosky (via infinite98) (via quote-book)
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She: I think my heart is a broken vessel. I don't think it can hold anything.
He: Why is this?
She: I can't feel anything... but empty.
He: There's these old men, you see, who spend their lives admiring tastes of wines. They're never content with any tastes because they're always seeking the finest, the one that they'll drink and sip by sip will it ever cool their pleasure receptors.
She: What if they never find their wine?
He: Two times that's happened, one of the elderly gentlemen simply switched to gin. And the other, well... he's still looking.
She: I dont want to become a lesbian.
I wish I knew how to quit you.
– Brokeback Mountain
Forever
– She said (via sabino) (via elbowmacaroni)
seahorse in the rain
That would be the last night he’d hit her— beautiful half-breed fucker high on the pretense of being born with a platinum spoon shoved up his ass. She was gone this time for good— cypress-eyed, cherry-souled doe tricked by his pretty tongue and spoiled apple heart. It had been a long time gone: her appeasing breasts, his appetite for tastier, when she was the sweetest thing going. Went...
I am so clever that sometimes I don’t understand a single word of what I am...
– Oscar Wilde (via misswallflower)
Maybe there is a God above,
But all I’ve ever learned from love
Was how to...
– Jeff Buckley, Hallelujah (via twothirty)
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grotesque things in bottles floating in liquid lining the walls of this dilapidated building our dirty secrets that we have stored away in this condemned place so they would never be found yet here we stand facing these dead things that we have collected
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If it doesn’t have ambiguity in it, don’t take it. That’s...
– sally mann in art: 21 / places
I like nonsense, it wakes up the brain cells.
– Dr. Seuss (via kari-shma) (via quote-book)
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