August 2011
1 post
I believed it was June when i needed blue. →
Have been blogging on a secondary blog in spite of the primary username. Just a shout-out if anyone’s interested to find out where the posts are.
Aug 1st
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July 2011
1 post
Jul 13th
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April 2011
1 post
“I have lost a telephone with your smell in it I am living beside the radio...”
– Waiting for Marianne from “Flowers for Hitler”. Leonard Cohen: Poems
Apr 2nd
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September 2010
1 post
“I spent one hour thinking of a verse my pen does not want to write. yet, it is...”
– carlos drummond de andrade, poetry (via kruczynski)
Sep 10th
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March 2010
1 post
Listenfatalistichues: nomoreundead: (via...
Mar 3rd
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February 2010
1 post
Listencrashinglybeautiful: Joaquin Rodrigo & Paco De...
Feb 22nd
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October 2009
5 posts
Oct 28th
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Listenhellovagina: soap&skin - maybe not (cat...
Oct 26th
i like my body when it is with your body. It is so quite new a thing. Muscles better and nerves more. i like your body. i like what it does, i like its hows. i like to feel the spine of your body and its bones, and the trembling -firm-smooth ness and which i will again and again and again kiss, i like kissing this and that of you, i like, slowly stroking the, shocking fuzz of your electric fur,...
Oct 24th
“‘And then, at other times, she fell back, became herself - sea and sand and...”
– ‘Elena’, Anais Nin
Oct 21st
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“Mourning is not forgetting… It is an undoing. Every minute tie has to be untied...”
– Margery Allingham (via thoughtsdetained)
Oct 12th
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September 2009
3 posts
“let’s go said he not too far said she what’s too far said he where you are...”
– e. e. cummings (via lepetitmort)
Sep 27th
“At the end of the day, there are some things you just can’t help but talk about....”
– Grey’s Anatomy (via littlemiss)
Sep 26th
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Sep 15th
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May 2009
3 posts
fiftywords: What if there were only a handful of places left in the whole world where you could look up, and see the stars, and not just a lightly salted bread of night, but a whole beach of stars, enough to be buried in, enough to build castles in the sky.
May 15th
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May 13th
“her eyes caught the melody and echoed it in radiance, then closed for a moment,...”
– the picture of dorian gray - oscar wilde (via scribble-scribbles)
May 9th