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"If people want to let you go, just let them do it. They may not understand who you are. So don’t play around with fire; don’t give them their cake and let them eat it too. Here is your rule of thumb: they either commit to you or get none of you." - Joey Furjanic, The Heartbreak Hotel: How Long Will You Stay? (via larmoyante)

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"I promise not to love you like an after school special
and that my kisses will always be barbaric.
At night, I will bare my neck to the sword of your tongue, to the punishment
of your teeth.
I will wear the marks like a necklace
as people stare at your lip, bitten raw.
My mom tells me that I watch too much
television, so my idea
of love is all smooth skin and
5 minute commercials when I get tired, but not here. Not you.
I will eat your sighs and harvest them in my belly until winter,
until they ripen the shape of my name.
I will press my hands into the wet
cement of your ribcage until
you can see fingerprints.
I will learn your anger. I will lick your sadness. I will feast on your hunger.
I promise a banquet for our ending.
I promise a parade of drums for the day you close the door behind you for the last time.
I promise not to carry you around with me like a mistake or a pack of gum, even when I forget what you taste like.
When they ask me about you,
I will always smile.
I will say your name and it will
sound like “thank you.”"
- What I’ll Tell Them | Caitlyn Siehl (via alonesomes)

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awwww-cute:

The shelter staff said they do this ALL DAY

awwww-cute:

The shelter staff said they do this ALL DAY

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lazy-flower:

Message for the day

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paul mccartney’s very last words to wife, linda. [x]

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"

I want your Monday morning
sleep soaked eyes
dream drenched voice,
lazy bones
‘five more minutes please babe.’

I want your Tuesday afternoon
coffee break,
glasses off, laughter on
‘just hold me for a while
it’s been a hard day.’

I want your Wednesday evening
fingers through hair
teeth nibbling nails
neck craning, eye glazing
‘this paperwork never ends’

I want your Thursday night
drinks for two
bones unbind
muscles let loose
flats, slacks,
‘just me and you’

I want your finally Friday
stretch soul smile,
sun sipping light
from the glaciers in your eyes
fingers unfurl, hand extends
‘c’mon babe, lets go wild’

I want your weekend.
your movie marathon Saturday
reading by the fireplace
kissing in the blankets
want your Sunday morning
orange juice and pancakes
white sheets, tender skin
hair like the Fourth of July
‘let’s not get out of bed today.’

I want your ordinary
and your stress, rest, release
I want your bad day and that terrible night
I want you drunk in my arms
forgetting the place but never my name
I want your lazy and your lonely
and your fist full of fight
I want you everyday
in every way
for the rest of my life.

"
- On Both Knees | alfaazkibarsaaat (via aurelle)

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