hippie—shit:

We Heart It.
Is it selfish to say I want you the whole fucking time? I want you in my head. I want you in my bed. I want your hands all over my thighs. Give me your tightest grip. I want to exhale all of my loneliness and sadness to you. I want to breathe you in. I want you. I want you and I want you to want me too.
quotelounge:

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The way she cried wasn’t fancy, It held no charm. It illuminated every trace of beauty in her, it wasn’t poetic as in the way they tell us in books and show us in movies. It’s not rain drops twinkling out of a distant cloudy sky, it was rather a mixture of water and soil. It was mud, dirty, messy and slippery. I’d look away if I hadn’t loved her,but I do look, blankly without doing anything. I hate mud! But then the magic comes and with her I know it always would. The way she dries up pulling her cracked face into a bend smile that crowds all her features enough for her eyes to sink back to her soul. That was weirdly beautiful. A wizardly smile and all of a sudden, just like that, I am in-love with mud. wanting to watch that all over again.
Death is not the greatest loss in life. The greatest loss is what dies inside us while we live.
kissmeok:

love/couples
kissmeok:

love/couples
Most Nighs

zebradicked:

To the woman at the end of this line

I’ve had nothing but time

Since you left.

To the man on the liquid confidence

High on your incompetence

Stick the landing.

To the child with the knife in hand

It wasn’t what you planned

Oh God, I know.

To the whore working the nightly street

Life…

Life’s managed, not cured.
quotelounge:

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Too many people out there tell us what we can and cannot do but…they don’t know who we are, what’s put in us.
no longer dealing with half ass relationships. nobody deserves that, if you’re going to be in my life. be ‘here’ not visit when convenient.

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