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HI THERE !! if you’re reading this, then you’re following the wrong blog to keep interacting with alberto! i’ve moved him over onto my multi over at @arlotide !! the queue here will continue to run until it’s empty & then this blog will exist only as an archive! thanks for all the fun, hope to see you over at the new blog!
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Your heart and my heart are very, very old friends.
Hafiz (via thoughtkick)
twisted vines that snake from your lips, snake into your heart, pull it taut like the strings of a pouch. it’s almost like you can’t breathe, your heart can’t beat. it’s stifling. it’s choking. it’s beginning to scrub you raw.
There’s always that one person that will always have your heart.
Usher (via thoughtkick)
I am lonely, yet not everybody will do. I don’t know why, some people fill the gaps but other people emphasize my loneliness.
Anais Nin (via thoughtkick)
To feel the love of people whom we love is a fire that feeds our life.
Pablo Neruda (via thoughtkick)
please do not ask me to come home. it is not a home. it has released me. it is not a home, when it has locked its doors against me, while i wept…
the only home i know, are these long pummeling winds - for they howl, when i howl. and they coil their agonizing disorder around me when i moan. turning me wild. showing me that wild things cry. wild things feel to the deepest depths. unashamed. undone. lost, sunk and defeated. wild things howl like the winds… and when ‘homes’ won’t keep me - there are worlds instead.
Helaena C Moon @ http://hapless-hollow.tumblr.com/
There is something about the mouth… The dark entrance to the throat. The hungry teeth, the playful tongue. The sin of consumption, of biting, of blood. How shameless the lips, curled into a smile. The need to be fed, to taste, to indulge. Daily, hourly, on repeat.
Helaena C Moon @ http://hapless-hollow.tumblr.com/ (via hapless-hollow)
Listen closely to the songs I play, because the lyrics speak the words I fail to say.
Unknown (via thoughtkick)
