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[just-shower-thoughts]

If Donald Trump gets shot at will his bodyguard say “Donald Duck”?

[katiifirecat]

[llauraprepon]

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[craigthegrey]

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[craigthegrey]

“Because we’ve all had a pair of those eyes(a letter to my other half)” As I lay down on the floor, Staring up at my stucco covered ceiling, I am crippled with exhausting thoughts. “Life feels like being pushed out of an airplane.” I grumble. We’re promised a parachute, Just to find out it doesn’t exist. It won’t matter moving to the left, or to the right, Or attempting to learn to fly. We are all free falling to our graves without a doubt. I think about why I should go to work on Monday What’s the point of doing anything…? God is dead and I rather lay here sulking. As I’m having my pity party, you come to mind, But more specifically, your eyes. It’s like falling from that airplane and then looking to my right And witnessing the most beautiful creature looking back at me with brown bright eyes. They shoot rays of light, warming my day Yet at the same time halting everything for an indefinite period And I realize, this is why poets write so much about love.

@craigthegrey

[allbravura]

“Carnage - I Like Tuh Feat. ILoveMakonnen” by Dj Carnage

[wordsnquotes]

When you love someone, they become your reason.

David Levithan (via wordsnquotes)

[craigthegrey]

She was beautiful in the Dark Her eyes reminded me of my first love We would make love and my hands would fit perfectly on her waist Her soft skin made me forget her age Yet her touch was something only gained thru time She was understanding and compassionate But I wanted my love The one who gave me butterflies And yelled at me when I failed Love doesn't make sense But at least in the dark, I can pretend it does.

[craigthegrey]

A new mindset, a new story I am talking about an actual story on a building; with rooms, hallways with fire extinguisher, and unisex bathrooms. I am talking about a floor with carpeting and windows, but no glass ceiling. This is what my new mindset feels; A giant floor that took months to build and model. A laborious, meticulously planned blueprint that sometimes felt impossible because of bureaucratic hurdles. But here I am overlooking the skyline, Awestruck with what I accomplished, Just as dusk has started to set in.

craigthegrey

[wherethewildthings-are-blog]

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Pink Floyd - Wish You Were Here

[craigthegrey]

Riding til noon My early twenties were hard. Spent it with a raised guard Riding under the moon To work, to school, and home at noon. Dusk til dawn I rode, Not enough money for the bus, Or to impress the girl I loved Spent it with my guard up, Protecting myself from on coming traffic, And protecting my heart from breaking Spent it memorizing YouTube videos To hum along as I rode under the moon, Not a dime in my pocket for a tune Dusk til dawn I thought of you, As my heart broke, and my lungs hurt, As I rode under the moon. I made it in life, but my heart still breaks As I remember your face and remember That you didn't love me back.

craigthegrey

[craigthegrey]

This poem is about Banda night; A night of corrios y la cruda Time to dance with a stranger Get rejected by a stranger Rebound with a stranger Go home with a stranger This poem is about five shots of Buchanan and a pair of 80 dollar Steve Maddens Leave the car at home and bust out those Über coupons. Tonight is Banda Night.

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[craigthegrey]

If you don't love me, baby, can you please try to fool me, please?

Precious Bryant

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[iwishiwasartbutimjustaperson-de]

Letters to no one in particular

[fuckinq]

*Pretends you secretly think about me*

[brooklynsul]

[shootingkia]

Photographer: Drake Murray thepolitehooligan

Model: Kia L. @ms_ororo_pro | Honestly Kia | shesyarrah

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