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Blind drawing by Izzy and I! This is what we do in French…

Blind drawing by Izzy and I! This is what we do in French…

This started out okay, but I messed up and it’s not as good, but oh well :3

This started out okay, but I messed up and it’s not as good, but oh well :3

Rant

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This was from yesterday but oh well

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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.
by Charles Bukowski (via fuckoff-mondays)

(Source: acraeus, via nylontea)

prettycolors: #dba7ff

prettycolors:

#dba7ff

“I thought I understood it that I could grasp it, but I didn’t, not really. Only the smudgeness of it; the pink-slippered, all-containered, semi-precious eagerness of it. I didn’t realize it would sometimes be more than whole, that the wholeness was a rather luxurious idea. Because it’s the halves that halve you in half. I didn’t know, don’t know, about the in-between bits; the gory bits of you, and the gory bits of me.” -Like Crazy

“I thought I understood it that I could grasp it, but I didn’t, not really. Only the smudgeness of it; the pink-slippered, all-containered, semi-precious eagerness of it. I didn’t realize it would sometimes be more than whole, that the wholeness was a rather luxurious idea. Because it’s the halves that halve you in half. I didn’t know, don’t know, about the in-between bits; the gory bits of you, and the gory bits of me.” -Like Crazy

(Source: courtneyjudd)

Introvert on Flickr.

Introvert on Flickr.

A relentless burning - Izzy M.

A relentless burning - Izzy M.

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Oh no, it’s not me
I just forgot to tell you
Didn’t mean, it seems obscene
We just lost track along the way

CHORUS
I’m coming to terms
I’m starting to learn
This ain’t all it’s cracked up to be
‘Cause I’m using you, you’re using me
It’s never as easy as we believe

‘Cause this hurts, I can’t leave
I understand, but can you
I’m just scared, you’re lonely
Everyone knows you’re better than me

CHORUS
I’m coming to terms
I’m starting to learn
This ain’t all it’s cracked up to be
‘Cause I’m using you, you’re using me
It’s never as easy as we believe

Is this what you need?
Am I what you need?

CHORUS
I’m coming to terms
I’m starting to learn
This ain’t all it’s cracked up to be
‘Cause I’m using you, you’re using me
It’s never as easy as we believe

Na na na na…

(Source: thecolorfulrevolution)

Guemes Island. There we were, sitting by the beach talking about our past, our future, and our beliefs. We watched movies, ate food and before we went to bed I was scared that the devil was going to come for me.

Guemes Island.

There we were, sitting by the beach talking about our past, our future, and our beliefs. We watched movies, ate food and before we went to bed I was scared that the devil was going to come for me.

Forgetting on Flickr.

Forgetting on Flickr.