February 2012
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Please let him come, and give me the resilience & guts to make him respect...
– Sylvia Plath (via pkam)
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Anonymous asked: Your eyes are like beautiful pools of mud.
If a violin string could ache, I would be that string.
– Vladimir Nabokov (via col-legno)
January 2012
58 posts
laughter in the dark →
sundays:
“Once upon a time there lived in Berlin, Germany, a man called Albinus. He was rich, respectable, happy; one day he abandoned his wife for the sake of a youthful mistress; he loved; was not loved; and his life ended in disaster. This is the whole of the story and we might have left it at…
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Anxiety is love’s greatest killer. It makes others feel as you might when a...
– Anaïs Nin (via moldavia)
Yes, Anais, I was thinking how I could betray you, but I can’t. I want you. I...
– Henry Miller to Anais Nin (via rabbitinthemoon)
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Anonymous asked: i yearn, i long for the woman who's pop says "what went wrong"♫~~
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boys
nirrimi:
i wish i was born a boy. i’d charm long-haired girls with pretty faces and tender hearts. i’d exploit their bodies and minds, to hang in my galleries, to write in my books, and i’d disguise it all with softly woven words of love. oh you poor beauties, how i’ve betrayed you all for my art. but forgive me because after all, i am a boy.
Anonymous asked: What happened to your tagged/me?