Grief is not yet a question you’ve answered with sex.
Donte Collins, from Autopsy (via buttonpoetry)

if i look back, i am lost
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he wasn't even looking at me and he found me
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we're not kids anymore.
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@wanderlusturr
Grief is not yet a question you’ve answered with sex.
Donte Collins, from Autopsy (via buttonpoetry)
You do not know / How little I loved / Before I loved you.
Joan Naviyuk Kane, from “Love Poem,” Hyperboreal (via lifeinpoetry)
“I don’t know what’s worse: to not know what you are and be happy, or to become what you’ve always wanted to be, and feel alone.”
— Daniel Keyes, Flowers for Algernon
Can I hold on for another night? What do I do with all this time?
I drive circles under street lights Nothing seems to clear my mind I can't forget
Tracey Emin I think of you sometimes, sometimes I dream of you in my sleep.
Elie Saab Haute Couture Spring/Summer 2014
The Roses of Heliogabalus is an 1888 painting by the Dutch-born British artist Sir Lawrence Alma-Tadema (1836-1912).
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Moodboard for @22ao
But left over from the other universe are hours and hours of waiting for him to kiss me — and here there are just hours
never takes more than two days for me to doubt your feelings lmao
Adam Driver and Golshifteh Farahani in Paterson
“here. here is simple & happy.” (beginners, 2010)
Claude Monet
And if you're still bleeding, you're the lucky ones 'Cause most of our feelings, they are dead and they are gone We're setting fire to our insides for fun Collecting pictures from the flood that wrecked our home It was a flood that wrecked this
i think. i.