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crouching TIGER / hidden flower.
LOVED BY LETTIE.
crouching TIGER / hidden flower.
LOVED BY LETTIE.
i’ve moved for sake of mental clarity!
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☇ * out of chazuke. when life chews you out at 2am into a target parking lot--
"yup that's mah name" what the fuck I'm sorry bUT THERE'S NO WAY IM TAKING HIM SERIOUSLY BYE
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It’s necessary to have wished for death in order to know how good it is to live.
Alexandre Dumas, The Count of Monte Cristo (via xmusiings)
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❝ And now here is my secret, a very simple secret, ❞ ❝ I don’t even remember who you are, ❞ ❝ It is only with the heart that one can see rightly; what is essential is invisible to the eye. ❞ ❝ In one of the stars I shall be living. In one of them I shall be laughing. ❞ ❝ You’re going to make a wonderful grownup. ❞ ❝ What makes the desert beautiful is that somewhere it hides a well, ❞ ❝ I am looking for friends. ❞ ❝ But if you tame me, then we shall need each other. ❞ ❝ You - only you - will have stars that can laugh. ❞ ❝ It is such a mysterious place, the land of tears. ❞ ❝ Well, I must endure the presence of a few caterpillars if I wish to become acquainted with the butterflies. ❞ ❝ You’re beautiful, but you’re empty…One couldn’t die for you. ❞ ❝ You see, one loves the sunset when one is so sad. ❞ ❝ If you love a flower that lives on a star, it is sweet to look at the sky at night. ❞ ❝ And when your sorrow is comforted you will be content that you have known me. ❞ ❝ You will always be my friend. ❞ ❝ But all these stars are silent. ❞ ❝ I ought never to have run away from her. ❞ ❝ But I was too young to know how to love her. ❞ ❝ One runs the risk of crying a bit if one allows oneself to be tamed. ❞ ❝ I ought to have realized the tenderness underlying her silly pretensions. ❞ ❝ I have seen them intimately, close at hand. And that hasn’t much improved my opinion of them. ❞ ❝ I am who I am and I have the need to be. ❞ ❝ To forget a friend is sad. Not everyone has had a friend. ❞ ❝ I have friends to discover, and a great many things to understand. ❞ ❝ Words are the source of misunderstandings ❞ ❝ But if you come at just any time, I shall never know at what hour my heart is to be ready to greet you. ❞ ❝ I wonder whether the stars are set alight in heaven so that one day each one of us may find his own again. ❞ ❝ If someone loves a flower of which just one example exists among all the millions and millions of stars, that’s enough to make him happy when he looks at the stars. He tells himself ‘My flower’s up there somewhere…’ But if the sheep eats the flower, then for him it’s as if, suddenly, all the stars went out. And that isn’t important? ❞ ❝ Conceited people never hear anything but praise. ❞ ❝ I have always loved the desert. One sits down on a desert sand dune, sees nothing, hears nothing. Yet through the silence something throbs, and gleams. ❞ ❝ Of course, I love you, if you were not aware of it, it was my fault. ❞
My body is a parlor trick called survival
jayy dodd, from “Trick,” Mannish Tongues (via lifeinpoetry)
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Don’t you dare, for one minute, believe that my kindness makes me anything but insurmountable. I did not unzip my chest to every kind of hurt, and stagger back, wounded and alive, just to hear you call me weak for trying.
Ashe Vernon (aka latenightcornerstore), from her poem, Softness, in Words Dance 16. (via wordsdancemag)
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sometimes, he wakes up with the feeling of a wet warmth dripping out of the HOLLOWED and torn cavern of his throat to stain his fingers below, a scream that was never released escaping at last. his bird-wing heart is caught between running out of time and beating out his chest, where he’s sure it’ll burst open, UGLY and pulped like a ripe fig against the jagged edges of his rib cage that have been brutally eviscerated. sometimes, he has to trace the flat of his stomach to reassure himself that the skin is still firm and there, marred only by the SCARS of the orphanage that for some reason never healed despite the tiger’s regenerative power ( sometimes, he wonders if that was on purpose ; a REMINDER of how he’ll always be marked of that time. ) he wakes up, and it is with the memory of ivory fangs puncturing his paper-thin flesh like a balloon, a wild animal gaze that holds no emotion but BRUTALITY against the prison of his body that cages one so mighty, the hot heaving breaths fanning out against ravaged limbs. ( i hate me too. )
sometimes, he wonders if there’ll come a day when the tiger allows him to wake up at all.
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( he’s Will Ferrell from the Wedding Crashers apparently what a class act )
update: he said he’d be my arabic teacher if i was his english teacher. i agreed for some unknown reason.