omyt:

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navisis:

Ad-percipere, 2012

Lúa Ocaña

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routine-routine:

PETER DE POTTER ROUTINE POST 21 06-10

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jobefish:

Bauhaus - Sanity Assassin

He’s walking in your sleep now
He keeps your fat paranoia well-fed

He drops a capsule in your drink
And spikes your dreams with madness

The sanity assassin
Stays up all night stalking

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scarymansion:

Mark RothkoUntitled White, Blacks, Grays on Maroon, 1963

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trashyprinces:

I Count the Constellations on Your Skin: George Elliott by Daniel Jaems.

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"Stop faking your fucking orgasms. Society already tells young men that they run the fucking universe - if they can’t turn your cunt into a shooting star then for god’s sake, let them know about it."

— Some more little life lessons, by Daisy Lola   (via extrvterrestre)

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"Sometimes I’m terrified of my heart; of it’s constant hunger for whatever it is it wants. The way it stops and starts."

— Edgar Allan Poe  (via extrvterrestre)

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"Go so far away that you stop being afraid of not coming back."

Eve Ensler, I am an Emotional Creature: The Secret Life of Girls Around the World (Villard, 2010)

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"and I will remember your small room
the feel of you
the light in the window
your records
your books
our morning coffee
our noons our nights
our bodies spilled together
sleeping
the tiny flowing currents
immediate and forever
your leg my leg
your arm my arm
your smile and the warmth
of you
who made me laugh
again."

— Charles Bukowski (via tunguska08)

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