Sound of Anyone

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“I will remember your small room, the feel of you, the light in the window, your records, your books, our morning coffee, our noons, our nights, our bodies spilled together, sleeping, the tiny flowing currents, immediate and forever. Your leg, my leg, your arm, my arm, your smile and the warmth of you who made me laugh again.”

—   Charles Bukowski  (via agneslestrange)

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“A house full of scraps of poems, unused ideas. A nest of thoughts, the wood chips from an industrious carpenter of the word. Their abundance, like froth, around my existence, excess, boiling over. I don’t know why I sentenced this or that poem to non-being, to silence; why I wrote down this, but not that thought. All froth.”

—   Anna Kamienska, from Industrious Amazement: A Notebook (via violentwavesofemotion)

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danielodowd:

img113 by Drew Woods on Flickr.

“Some people underestimate how erotic it is to be understood.”

—   Mary Rakow (via mocsow)

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corregida:

Daisies, Věra Chytilová, 1966.

corregida:

Daisies, Věra Chytilová, 1966.

(via colosious)

“Be crumbled.
So wild flowers will come up where you are.
You have been stony for too many years.
Try something different.
Surrender.”

—   Rumi (via yeshecholwa)

(Source: oofpoetry, via dragonflycup)

compasswaters:

100% of people who tell you you’re too sensitive are saying it because they don’t want to be held responsible for your reaction when they mistreat you

(via iamthequeenofidontcare)

“She was free in her wildness. She was a wanderess, a drop of free water. She belonged to no man and to no city.”

—   Roman Payne, The Wanderess (via mashamorevna)

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osjecam:

sorry i’m late, professor. im disenchanted with the human experience and waking up every morning thrusts me into an instant existential crisis

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jawwaj:

Y’all

jawwaj:

Y’all

(via vicvandyke)

withoutyourwalls:

Hope Gangloff

withoutyourwalls:

Hope Gangloff

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“A soul mate is not the person who makes you the happiest but the one who makes you feel the most, who conducts your heart to bang the loudest, who can drag you giggling with forgiveness from the cellar they locked you in. It has always been you.”

—   Sierra Demulder, Love, Forgive Me   (via stephdunc)

(Source: quotethat, via ba-y)