February 2012
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obit:
You watch as I sip my coffee on the park bench and the problem isn’t you watching but that I know you’re watching me sip my coffee. So in my head I watch us, you watching me and me watching you watching me, and there is no one there in that body of mine but a self-conscious fool lifting the drink to his lips in such an awkward fashion, so unnaturally, so twisted and forced to seem natural...
Anonymous asked: there r tons of different ways minds can go in this world, but I love where yours goes & how u think, ur gorgeous too!
“How bold one gets when one is sure of being loved.”
– Sigmund Freud, Letter to fiancée Martha Bernays (via misswallflower)
ninikita:
edith piaf // drag queen
(video project in progress)
Anonymous asked: Well, it's really kind of interesting that you say what you say about ppl coming and going, and hurting each other, because when I asked you the question, I was thinking how beautiful, wonderful, and intelligent you seem, but as I was thinking these things, what followed was some level of certainty that you'd likely end up hurting me in the end (yes, we were together in this fiction!)....
“I have a habit of leaving a place
I don’t know how to get back to.”
– from “The Pond” by Zachary Schomburg (via prettierinthedark)
Anonymous asked: you get to give one shoutout to one tumblrer/tumblrette from each of these categories: (1) best male writer (2) best female writer (3) best male camwhore (4) best female camwhore (5) best non-erotic blog. who are they?
What Lot's Wife Would Have Said (If She Wasn't A...
eating-poetry:
Do you remember when we met in Gomorrah? When you were still beardless, and I would oil my hair in the lamp light before seeing you, when we were young, and blushed with youth like bruised fruit. Did we care then what our neighbors did in the dark?
When our first daughter was born on the River Jordan, when our second cracked her pink head from my body like a promise, did...
Anonymous asked: Would you say that there's a perfect man for you, one that you wouldn't grow weary of, one that you'd be happy to spend the rest of your life with? Or is this notion a fairy tale?