February 2012
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Feb 25th
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Feb 25th
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Feb 24th
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“Please let him come, and give me the resilience & guts to make him respect...”
– Sylvia Plath (via pkam)
Feb 22nd
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Feb 22nd
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Feb 21st
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Feb 20th
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Feb 16th
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Feb 14th
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Anonymous asked: Your eyes are like beautiful pools of mud.
Feb 12th
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Feb 12th
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“If a violin string could ache, I would be that string.”
– Vladimir Nabokov  (via col-legno)
Feb 12th
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Feb 7th
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Feb 5th
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Feb 4th
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Feb 3rd
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January 2012
58 posts
Jan 31st
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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…
Jan 31st
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Jan 31st
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Jan 31st
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Jan 30th
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Jan 30th
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Jan 29th
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Jan 29th
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Jan 29th
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Jan 29th
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Jan 29th
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Jan 29th
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Jan 28th
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“Anxiety is love’s greatest killer. It makes others feel as you might when a...”
– Anaïs Nin (via moldavia)
Jan 28th
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Jan 28th
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Jan 28th
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“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)
Jan 26th
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Jan 26th
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Jan 24th
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Jan 23rd
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Jan 23rd
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Jan 23rd
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Jan 21st
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Jan 21st
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Jan 21st
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Anonymous asked: i yearn, i long for the woman who's pop says "what went wrong"♫~~
Jan 21st
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Jan 20th
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Listenlikefeedingcats: Frank Sinatra \ Yes Sir That’s...
Jan 18th
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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.
Jan 18th
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Jan 18th
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Anonymous asked: What happened to your tagged/me?
Jan 18th
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Jan 17th
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Jan 17th
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Jan 17th
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