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" This morning, for the first time in a long time, the joy again of imagining a knife twisted in my heart. "
by Franz Kafka, Diaries

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glittermorgue:

moon—cunt:

this should be published in a book of poetry
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 Perhaps in a parallel universe, I am still holding your hand.

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stfujavii:

On the runway: Philip Plein RTW Spring 2014
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" They’ll grab your waist and whisper in your ear but six months later you’ll find yourself drunk texting them that you miss them and they won’t respond. "
by (via liquorsquicker)

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