- SuccintlySo
- Ashtavakra Gita (via erraticintrovert)
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We wait
Patiently
Call it passive
Convince ourselves
The coward in our tongue
Is taking his time
To feast,
That
We would rather
Watch her
Pack slowly
Than speak too quickly
Leaving has become
Art here,
Stuffing one another
Into medium sized luggage
Has become
More familiar than
The walls that find it hard
Sleeping around us.
- Charles Bukowski (via thatkindofwoman)
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How to make love at a Mumford & Sons show…
She
Rules
Me.
Instructions on How To Build a Closet- Sam Sax (Recorded by my BFF Jerre Fine who lives in the Bay now and gets to experience moments like this with my other favorite people. Maybe I am having feelings. Holy Shit this poem.)
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- Meredith Grey (via aliensputum)
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- Frida Kahlo, from an unsent letter to Diego Rivera (via weirdoqueer)
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- Carl Jung