I was half wolf when you found me. I was all wind when you left.
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I was half wolf when you found me. I was all wind when you left.
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Fake movie: The Secret History
Beauty is terror. Whatever we call beautiful, we quiver before it.
Itâs a tragedy, the way our story goes;maybe, perhaps, almost.
if itâs love, it must be more than most | p.d (via lostcap)
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it is like love: the abrupt, hard certainty of the endâ
Louise GlĂźck, from Poems 1962-2012 (via violentwavesofemotion)
âSeven Hoursâ by Mira Nedyalkova
You can stand on the cliff of my heart and shout nothing but ugly through me I promise all I will echo back is Beauty, beauty. You have always been beauty.
Andrea Gibson, âThe Moon is a Kiteâ (via wordsnquotes)
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HAUNTED; an alarkling mix (x)
His smile deepened and he cocked his head to the side. It almost hurt to see him this way. âWill you say it?â he asked.
I hesitated, feeling danger crowd in on me.
âAleksander,â I whispered.
âWe are alike,â he said, âas no one else is, as no one else will ever be.â
our foremothers absorbed by empire like crystals intact in our guts the open pustule from which our plumes extend so we layer our voice with another voice so we wrap our song with another song
Lucas de Lima, from a suite of six poems published in the PEN poetry seriesÂ
âThe sky broke more & more & we saw the moon now & then.â - Dorothy Wordsworth, 03.17.1802
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2015
Jerrod La Rue
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Do not weep. Do not wax indignant. Understand.
Baruch Spinoza
inspired by Maluâs glorious edit.
And our heartâs gone And the timingâs never right But for now letâs get away On a Roman holiday