Forth lungversary today. 15.1.18. Certainly been a bizarre four years. Thanks to my wonderful tumblr friends for helping provide a much needed distraction, laughs, plenty of cute animal and beautiful things to look at.

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Forth lungversary today. 15.1.18. Certainly been a bizarre four years. Thanks to my wonderful tumblr friends for helping provide a much needed distraction, laughs, plenty of cute animal and beautiful things to look at.
sternenstaub
eines Tages in nicht allzu weiter ferne werden die menschen so weit sein dass die erde nurmehr als sternenstaub die maroden lungenflügel überlebender malträtiert
the white hot hiss of anger cuts into my gut,
watching you explain with a tear streaked face
and simple words with one intention.
i want to take it all out,
draw the gasping pain from your crumpled heart
like heat from a fever
and feed it back into the throats of those you trusted,
those careless with such a fragile gift
who stamped on it like leaves under feet.
and now they blurt and coax,
offer sloppy apologises to patch up bullet holes.
and you cry and spit and shoot them murder tinged smiles,
and god, i just hope your trust never has to
split open like this
again.
devonwerkharder “Loving more is the mission. More gentle love. More strong love. More fierce love. More purposeful love. More self love. More selfless love. More surrendered love. More unspeakable love. Love is commitment and dedication. Love is being on your own side. Love has compassion for everyone on their personal journey, but love knows that sometimes the most loving thing to do is to tell someone to fuck off. Love is assertive. Love is not a push-over or people-pleaser. Love is not a know-it-all, but through the eyes of love you can begin to know all things. Love is no thing at all. Love listens calm and patient. Love trusts it will all be okay in the end, and in that sense everything is okay now. Love is the best book ever written. One word and a million chapters. Simple and to the point and robust in its exuberance. Love is song and sea and sun and solitude. Love is truth and tree and triumph. Love is full and free and fellowship. Love is something else entirely. Love is you and me. #latesundayafternoon @latesundayafternoon #werkharder #2018 #selflove #love #expressyourself #lovemore“
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Did someone say best UR pair?
Oh my