halfcast-n-latino:

OPPOSITE OF ALLBLACK

halfcast-n-latino:

OPPOSITE OF ALLBLACK

The word Love |
I don’t know if I love you, but your voice is my song. 
There is a place in the deepest part of me that only your tune can unlock that only your tune can stir. When you laugh it’s a cool breeze on a sweaty day. I want another and another and become a puppet entertainer doing anything to hear that tinkling giggle. When you’re angry, it’s a wintery blizzard. I feel the chill in my bones and the ice on my face but then even, I move closer to you for comfort from you. When you’re sad, it’s a quiet low whistle and I pull myself into your lap drawing long ribbons of whatever ails you out through your heart throwing them down on the floor.  (at Hamden Hall Country Day School)

The word Love |
I don’t know if I love you, but your voice is my song.
There is a place in the deepest part of me that only your tune can unlock that only your tune can stir. When you laugh it’s a cool breeze on a sweaty day. I want another and another and become a puppet entertainer doing anything to hear that tinkling giggle. When you’re angry, it’s a wintery blizzard. I feel the chill in my bones and the ice on my face but then even, I move closer to you for comfort from you. When you’re sad, it’s a quiet low whistle and I pull myself into your lap drawing long ribbons of whatever ails you out through your heart throwing them down on the floor. (at Hamden Hall Country Day School)

wolverxne:

Rainy Walk by: { Joram Nathanael } - [Follow on tumblr]

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I learned not to trust people; I learned not to believe what they say but to watch what they do; I learned to suspect that anyone and everyone is capable of ‘living a lie’. I came to believe that other people - even when you think you know them well - are ultimately unknowable.

– Lynn Barber, An Education  (via perfect)

strawberry641:

Lavender Fields
Photograph by Gerd Ludwig
Purple tints land and sky as night falls over lavender fields at Tasmania’s famed Bridestowe Estate. The plantation is one of the largest lavender farms in the world.

strawberry641:

Lavender Fields

Photograph by Gerd Ludwig

Purple tints land and sky as night falls over lavender fields at Tasmania’s famed Bridestowe Estate. The plantation is one of the largest lavender farms in the world.

jakobhetzer:

amalinke

jakobhetzer:

amalinke

It’s 4am—
You’re sleeping.
I’m crying.

– (6 word poem)

words-of-emotion:

Trust me it hurts because we love them

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john-eggmcmuffin:

dancinghomestuckforever:

godtechturninheads:

i tried to take a picture damnit

annnnnd you are fucking adorable

AWE THAT WAS ONE OF THE CUTEST THINGS IVE EVER SEEN YOURE A BAB Y

john-eggmcmuffin:

dancinghomestuckforever:

godtechturninheads:

i tried to take a picture damnit

annnnnd you are fucking adorable

AWE THAT WAS ONE OF THE CUTEST THINGS IVE EVER SEEN YOURE A BAB Y

Tell me dat that pussy is mineee.

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scottxwatts:

FALL/WINTER 2014

scottxwatts:

FALL/WINTER 2014

shez-a-bitch:

http://shez-a-bitch.tumblr.com

shez-a-bitch:

http://shez-a-bitch.tumblr.com

darrenstummy:

the more sexual and inappropriate you are with me the better we’ll get along