noorbradosti:

It’s as though my soul did not want to stay with me, so it went with you.
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" Drunk text me. Text me when the music is loud and there are girls dancing around you and you’re not quite coherent and you’re not quite yourself. Drunk text me that you love me or that you miss me or that I’m on your mind. Let the alcohol tell me all the things you won’t say sober. "
by (via laurenrosenicole)

I love drunk texts.

(via kennakittymeow)

(via shhhticky)

"

I walked a mile with Pleasure;
She chatted all the way;
But left me none the wiser
For all she had to say.

I walked a mile with Sorrow;
And ne’er a word said she;
But, oh! The things I learned from her,
When Sorrow walked with me.

"
by Robert Browning Hamilton

(Source: observando)

trinaechidna:

Ilizarov method.
7,432 notes • 8:25 AM
"

بعد از چقدر وقت که باز آمده ئی
ترسم که عزیز دل بگویم بروی

Ah, you have come after such a long while
I fear that you will leave once I tell you my heart’s desire

"
by قهار عاصی

(Source: honeyandelixir)

119,419 notes • 7:13 AM
" You scare me,” he said. “Why?” she asked. “Because I tell you things I can’t even tell myself. "
by He Said, She Said (via cat-goddess)

(Source: fhauly, via cat-goddess)

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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

(Source: whyallcaps.us, via whyallcaps)

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glittermorgue:

moon—cunt:

this should be published in a book of poetry
109,988 notes • 2:30 PM