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ok but no like this is the best one
Similar to my cat, Roger
dan roger your kitties
you should go beast mode at least once a day whether it be in your workout or studying or having sex or sleeping or whatever the hell is your hobby, just go beast mode.
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Taken at the same time, just different sides of the sky and train tracks
Confessions
is being saved
a strong hand to grasp you from the cusp of a ledge as your feet dangle 100 metres above a hungry sea?
or is it the touch of a lover at 3am when the lions inside of you maim and break free?
is safety the view of a city from above? or is it solitude in your bedroom your angel wings clipped like a caged dove
there is not darkness without light and in my arms and our locking lips you can leave your plight
You are not weak just because your heart feels so heavy.
Andrea Gibson (via cyberunfamous)
You remember too much, my mother said to me recently. Why hold onto all that? And I said, Where can I put it down?
Anne Carson, from âThe Glass Essayâ (via perfect)
Take me to your trees. Take me to your breakfasts, your sunsets, your bad dreams, your shoes, your nouns. Take me to your fingers.
Margaret Atwood (via loveyourchaos)
My mouth hasnât shut up about you since you kissed it. The idea that you may kiss it again is stuck in my brain, which hasnât stopped thinking about you since well before any kiss. And now the prospect of those kisses seems to wind me like when you slip on the stairs and one of the steps hits you in the middle of the back. The notion of them continuing for what is traditionally terrifying forever excites me to an unfamiliar degree.
Alex Turnerâs love letter to Alexa Chung (via arcticsmonkeygifs)
Be like the flower who even gives its fragrance to the hand that crushes it
Imam Ali  (via euxome)
excerpts by Victoria Selavy from âThe First Book of Philosophical Sextsâ by Victoria Selavy and Stephen Michael McDowell