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wildflowerveins:

Baby doll, rabbit-knees and lips. How to interrupt the tongue of a bridge and not taste the water. How to crack the lights and slip into these walls. Baby doll, five knuckled, two ringed, one mouthed, silk fucked and mean. Ocean big as her thighs. Ocean big as her name. Maybe stones sharp as her neck. Maybe the rise of a crest. All those burning fields, and her fingers were kissing softly, waiting softly.



legalmexican:

science side of Tumblr explain why the ride home always takes less time 

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gothsportscore:

i don’t want to be a part of a college system where plagiarism is a worse crime than rape

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Sadness is an unlocked cage
but why leave when I’ve
already found a home inside?
I close my eyes hoping it’ll
close out my fears,
but no barred cage can block God from my ears.

He speaks over and over
until it’s the only thought in my skull;
bliss is just around the corner
just a couple breaths away.

November, be my heaven,
I’ll shiver until I’m numb from all the pain
November, be my safe haven
I’ll bury my regret in the snow
with no misguided footprints to show
a new path with no sign of yesterday
November, set me free
i will be brave and escape
from this retched cage
and every ounce of pain
as long as i know that
you are what is waiting for me.

keep me breathing long enough to find my november - c.h. (via heldinhishands)

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espressokitten:

shouldnt:

Ariana Grande sounds like a font on Microsoft Word

She sounds like a Starbucks drink to me

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