February 2012
42 posts
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Remember...
When you told me your deepest, darkest secret. That secret that made you think you were a bad person. That’s when you looked the most beautiful. And I knew I really do love you. There’s no going back.
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“Seems I got it wrong, I was chasing after something that was gone
To the black...”
i noticed you today
quite unexpectedly.
where did you come from?
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I'm distracted.
Broken down. My anxious heart’s Not slowing down. A tragic glance. A hopeful smile. Confused as hell. Hold me awhile.
“The world is full of magic things, patiently waiting for our senses to grow...”
– W.B. Yeats
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“And as they strolled along
MY HEART BROKE OUT IN SONG
From all the things and...”
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“Our truest responsibility to the irrationality of the world is to paint or sing...”
– Madeleine L’Engle
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“If we limit ourselves to the possible and provable… we render ourselves...”
– Madeleine L’Engle
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That moment...
When someone cares about the way you make sense of the chaos…and then shares with you their way of doing the same. Everyone makes sense of the chaos somehow, but sharing your way with someone gives them the ability to destroy you within seconds. Sometimes people will destroy you, and sometimes they will love you by giving you their life source as well. Vulnerability. That’s when you...
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“There’s more beauty in the truth even if it is dreadful beauty.”
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Her Lips Are Copper Wire
fadedbliss:
whisper of yellow globes gleaming on lamp-posts that sway like bootleg licker drinkers in the fog
and let your breath be moist against me like bright beads on yellow globes
telephone the power-house that the main wires are insulate
(her words play softly up and down dewy corridors of billboards)
then with your tongue remove the tape and press your lips to mine till they...
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A Sorrowful Enchantment
Sometimes the beautiful things that draw us in necessarily break our hearts. “The awful thing is that beauty is mysterious as well as terrible. God and the devil are fighting there, and the battlefield is the heart of man.”
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Stars shining bright above you
kendalldena:
Night breezes seem to whisper, “I love you”
Birds singin’ in the sycamore trees
Dream a little dream of me.
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It must be the rain...
Who writes sad songs when they’re not even sad? Guilty as charged.
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“My checks have baby farm animals on them, bitch!”
“The madman is not the man who has lost his reason, but the man who has lost...”
– Chesterton (via stormielaine)
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Who knew that there could be so many HARDEST parts?
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ALL I WANTED WAS YOU
A Door to the Heart: Oh The Joy :) →
ashleyrosebrown:
I don’t write as much as my heart begs me to, but I feel as that season has ended and a new one has sprung up. Oh the pleasure of placing the tip of a pen to a clean, crisp sheet of new paper. Oh the pleasure of letting my fingers dance across the keyboard as my thoughts spill out into letters…
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Intercession
My broken heart knows no bounds These beasts of life hunt me down I weep at the stars Learning forgiveness is so hard Intercede for me, O steadfast Love O steadfast Love My selfish pride knows no bounds My relationships bring me down I weep at your pain As you think it all was for my gain Intercede for me, O steadfast Love O steadfast Love I am broken, can’t you see? But there’s hope...
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January 2012
33 posts
Dear Artists,
kwanzaababy:
Picture on a wall your vision Or a leaf inside a book I take off my sandals For this holy ground
Not to take to share It is yours to share not mine to take
Though we’ve never met [We] should be Such Close friends
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“Nearly everyone has his box of secret pain, shared with no one.”
“Oh, darling, you will be good to me, won’t you? Because we’re going to have a...”
– Ernest Hemingway, A Farewell to Arms (via aestivial)
two sentences that wholly define myself; my life thus far.
(via lifebeforeaesthetics)
“But I do believe we are made with particular inclinations, particular gifts. I...”
– Sufjan Stevens