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you were the biggest disappointment of my lifeI refuse to remember you as anything more than what...

Mon, 20 May 2013 22:44:00 -0400

you were the biggest disappointment of my life
I refuse to remember you as anything more than what you are now

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I waited for you to comeI’m not going to watch you go

Mon, 20 May 2013 05:08:00 -0400

I waited for you to come
I’m not going to watch you go

something spectacular

Sun, 19 May 2013 19:01:26 -0400

something spectacular

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Sun, 19 May 2013 15:45:57 -0400

"I want to thank you for never being there. Your absence has forced me to find my own way."

Sun, 19 May 2013 15:45:20 -0400

“I want to thank you for never being there. Your absence has forced me to find my own way.”

- Counterparts

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Sun, 19 May 2013 15:44:09 -0400

I wish that people stayed where they died. Their bodies not being moved or touched. Death is such a...

Sat, 18 May 2013 20:31:00 -0400

I wish that people stayed where they died. Their bodies not being moved or touched. Death is such a bold thing in itself and I hate the fact that we take that away. I would feel the weight of sadness a lot more if I witnessed a person that it consumed. I would have a better grasp of time if I saw it age a person and eat them away.

It’s no wonder death is such a feared thing.
It’s so unexposed.

Just a thought……

Why do you want people to tell you things? Because I want people to tell me things too, I just don't know why... why uncomfortable things?

Tue, 14 May 2013 19:07:00 -0400

Imagine how many times you’ve been in a closed area with strangers. Whether it be an elevator, office space, bus, taxi, etc. Now imagine if while you were in those confined spaces, you asked a Hollywood question. One that not only related but touched to everyone.

“Who was your first love?”
“When was your first heartbreak?”
“How did you cope with the first death handed to you?”

I’m constantly stabbing at others. I’d like to feel the prick sometimes too. That itchy kind of uncomfortable that you sink into.
That’s why.

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Tue, 14 May 2013 19:00:33 -0400

commovente: Duane Michals, Grandpa Goes to Heaven, 1989

Tue, 14 May 2013 18:57:06 -0400

commovente:

Duane Michals , Grandpa Goes to Heaven, 1989

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Tue, 14 May 2013 18:55:39 -0400

FEEL UGLYKISS PRETTY

Tue, 14 May 2013 03:13:00 -0400

FEEL UGLY
KISS PRETTY

here and there

Mon, 13 May 2013 03:23:22 -0400

here and there

steal me awaybecause you are the betterand taste the bestmy bitter sweet babe

Sun, 12 May 2013 04:05:00 -0400

steal me away

because you are the better
and taste the best

my bitter sweet babe

"Sex is not a goddamn performance. Sex should feel as natural as drinking water. It should not..."

Sun, 12 May 2013 04:03:31 -0400

“

Sex is not a goddamn performance. Sex should feel as natural as drinking water. It should not require confidence.

Sex should happen, because the moment is ripe. Ripening lips, ripening labia, ripening cock, ripening pupils, ripening state of being. Ripe and augmented and brimming. Your energy goes to your pumping heart, then to every external nerve, then to theirs, on fire.

You bask, roll, play in it. You sigh, moan, laugh. It’s not about being “good in bed.” It’s about being happy.

One should never worry if they’re doing it “correctly.” Sex is not factual. I don’t want your cookie-cutter sex, I don’t want your meticulously crafted, calculated, fool-proof fuck. I don’t want a show. I want you. Let your instincts, urges and whims define that. It’s enough.

What do most girls like? Forget about it. Statistics are meaningless when there’s only one. Hello, here’s me. Here’s you. Don’t worry about taking it too slow. We got time. We got infinite rhythms, combinations, possibilities. Explore each fuck. Take our time. We can do a different one later.

Don’t worry about making me come. I’m here. Right where I want to be. I am overwhelmed by wanting; you don’t have to convince me. I want you because I like you. So don’t put on a front. Don’t taint this.

I’m frustrated—it’s just authenticity I want. It’s originality. It’s passion. It’s joy. Don’t say that something I like is ugly. Don’t compare yourself to the rest. You will live and die with and within your experiences like everyone else. If someone thinks you are amazing, they are not wrong. Their universe is as real as any other; it is forged through perception.

I don’t care if you accidentally slammed my head into the wall, if you slipped out, if my arm cracked, if the delightful pressure of your wet lips on my anything made a silly sound. There is no right way and no wrong way.

“Good in bed,” what. You’re good in my bed. I’m pleased you’re there. I feel it suits you. Shove your technique. Let your memory swallow it. Fuck me like you’d fuck me, fuck me like you feel. This isn’t a test.

”

lets hangout tonight.

Sun, 12 May 2013 04:01:51 -0400

201 away

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Sun, 12 May 2013 03:53:58 -0400

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Sun, 12 May 2013 03:51:20 -0400

You seem like someone I would love to be around. Also, you are very attractive and intelligent. That's Is all. Sorry for creeping.

Thu, 09 May 2013 16:58:00 -0400

it’s not creeping if it’s a compliment
appreciation from a distance is the best form of flattery

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Thu, 09 May 2013 16:56:55 -0400