an unwritten life

miscellaneous in the leaves poetry: deerwoman.tumblr.com

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[lamineral]

one of my fav pics forever

[beatlesarthistory]

Not to be Reproduced by René Magritte // “Come Together” by The Beatles

[lolawymth-blog]

I don’t lie to my typewriter

just like I never lied to you

Should I tell you this way that I believe you need a fucking lot of therapy It wouldn’t make sense to you I spent months fearing the way your mind warps what you hear & how the liquor only makes you more repugnant and blind you’ve got inner worlds of insecurities I’m not even going to try to describe Let’s talk about how every time I tried to speak you’d talk over me preferring your own symphony, self-absorbed bullshit, your favorite litany I’m convinced you never really heard me

But I am not a stand-in for some elaborately dreamed pixie I know you like my dark arts, the poetry & pool & whiskey How did I let it happen? I knew from the beginning of course now, I see it so clearly, you had a long game of subtle manipulations it was kind of stunning, really

When you woke me that morning at 3 and started screaming & guzzling gin I knew who you really were, finally When you left for the bar that morning at 11 I knew I had to leave so I packed fast and drove across Lake Pontchartrain  When you called me shrieking just after I’d hit Mississippi sometime around 2 in the afternoon & you told me you’d kill yourself if I didn’t “come home” I turned the car around and I knew I’d have to play the long game too

Do you remember that day? You put your hands on me How the fear on my face made you cry like a child, how you’d calm down for a second just to erupt again You screamed and spit in my face anything you thought would hurt me until I hit you in the jaw, trying to get you to shut the fuck up You fell to the floor and I fell too, ashamed, I failed myself worse than I ever failed you Do you remember how many times I told you “no” & still you pushed inside me because it’s not rape if you’re dating And now you want to know why I left You made me weak but I’m giving up on that You made me someone I don’t recognize but I’m giving up on that and even if leaving you how I did, with all my things still scattered like a crime scene collecting dust, makes me somewhat of a cunt believe me, I hope that fucking tortures you because it still doesn’t seem like enough

[poems-and-words]

[nevver]

Cut up, David Delruelle

[nevver]

Winter is coming, Mikhail Mordasov

[exasperated-viewer-on-air]

Robert Motherwell - Open No. 16: In Ultramarine with Charcoal Line, 1968

acrylic and charcoal on canvas

99 ½ x 186 ½ inches (252.7 x 473.7 cm)

[chaosophia218]

Franz Sales Meyer - Ornament Patterns, “A Handbook of Ornament”, 1898.

[wnq-writers]

I know the ugly faces the moon makes when she thinks no one is watching.

Vytautaseneyevich (via wnq-writers)

[jxtapose]

I Like It When You Sleep, For You Are So Beautiful Yet So Unaware Of It//17 Track Album

[0magnamater]

[fraile-blog]

Del Kathryn Barton, so inspirational

[finn-wilkie]

John Pawson & Claudio Silvestrin, Neuendorf Villa, Majorca, 1991

www.johnpawson.com/

[eatsleepdraw]

Prague

Prague is a memory of cobbled lanes and spires reaching for the sun, spotted with music at every corner. The unforgettable Jazz musicians at the Charles Bridge and the street performers that form the heart of the Old town square. Beautiful bavarian architecture and gothic churches, Jewish synagogues and charming cafes overlooking the Vltava. A city so picturesque, it seems almost like a fine painting.

Prague is a melody, a beautiful one!

Ink and watercolor on paper

www.theumbrellabar.tumblr.com

[distorte]

[mythologyofblue]

Tove Jansson looking through a telescope. (via distorte)

[cornersoftheworld]

Marrakech, Morocco

Submitted by: http://alexvandy.tumblr.com/tagged/photography

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Oleg Borodin

[193ml]

hey if you think youre Not Cis but you don't think you "qualify"

transness and gender variance aren’t pissing contests to see who’s most dysphoric or best fits the image of cisnormative ideas of trans people, don’t be afraid to explore your gender just because someone is wrongfully acting like a gatekeeper to the community