superfluous sincerity

My heart drowns in its own superfluous sincerity.

“And I realized that there’s a big difference between deciding to leave and knowing where to go.”

—   Robyn Schneider (via observando)
elartistaguapisimo:

so 90s it physically hurts

elartistaguapisimo:

so 90s it physically hurts

(Source: 7hc, via pizza)

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the shape of things

trixclibrarian:

in my dream
the light is creamy
flowing and moves like water
with gold amber bled soft edges
too thick for sound the beat vibrates

where we are at once diving then
surfacing to immerse the uncovering

washed clean with our old names
mere emollient rubbed in
elixir of the particular

grace draws a clumsy
gulping breathing
body of love

round

ladydragonslair:

Nightingale’s SongInspired by:http://comahony.com/post/69849744911/caged-nightingaleThanks, cnomahony
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aflytoldme:

Hands are all dirty

aflytoldme:

Hands are all dirty