May 2013
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Does it feel the same,
the aching endless longing,
does it follow you?
– Daily Haiku on Love by Tyler Knott Gregson (via tylerknott)
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Tattoos and Other Easy ways to Ruin Your Body →
dagnysystem:
fnotattoos:
At first, I thought this was a parody, but read some of the comments the writer of the “article” is responding with. This dude is an idiot. It’s kind of hard not to get a little mad.
I just have to reblog since I often post pics of women with tats of Boba Fett.
What. I can’t even… just… what. I am appalled that there are a) people out there who...
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We wear clothes, and speak, and create civilizations, and believe we are more...
– Anthony Marra, A Constellation of Vital Phenomena (via larmoyante)
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dandelion seeds.
wordsforspring:
i have fingers that turn to sand at the thought of being forgotten, shoulders that creak like tired stairs from the weight of the moon.
i’d like to leave paper trails from my heart in every place i’ve laughed or lost, or a print of my palm glowing faintly on every heart i’ve collided with.
but if all i have are the words that i find in my fingertips and in the cracks between...
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mark-gaytits:
Some resources for those writing medieval-type stories:
list of medieval jobs
more medieval jobs
lords of the manor
ladies of the manor
medieval ladies
medieval weapons
medieval names
more medieval names
guide to medieval terms
more medieval terms
how to write sword-fight scenes
armor
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mostlyfiction:
Love isn’t about fucking each other at any opportunity.
It also isn’t about how many months or years that you’ve been together.
To me, love is about being able to see light inside of the person who knows nothing but darkness.
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Where will we find strength
if not inside of ourselves?
How else can we...
– Daily Haiku on Love by Tyler Knott Gregson (via tylerknott)
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No no no no no no no →
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mythologyofblue:
Home is a place you can never return to; when you do you will find it is someplace else.
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Let them miss you. Sometimes when you’re always available, they take you for...
– Anonymous (via sickur)
So much that can neither be written nor kept inside!
– Tomas Tranströmer’s cry into the Nordic night + (via mythologyofblue)
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Oh how much we see
when we stop waiting for life
and start living it.
– Daily Haiku on Love by Tyler Knott Gregson (via tylerknott)
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I wish I wrote the way I thought
Obsessively
Incessantly
With maddening...
– Benedict Smith / “I Wish I Wrote The Way I Thought” (via thesaltwaternight)
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I wait and ache.
– Sylvia Plath (via loveyourchaos)
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Carve it in the tree,
bury it beneath its roots,
it grows as we do.
– Daily Haiku on Love by Tyler Knott Gregson (via tylerknott)