"Fear of affection will rob you of the intimacy that will heal you. It will keep you strong , tough, independent. You will believe these characteristics protect you, keep you from harm. But they will rob you of deep intimacy and trust and—ultimately—love."

Sayings of Te Toh (via titotitus)
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imnotcleversorry:

lastly, bananas

"Fill your paper with the breathings of your heart."

William Wordsworth (via sina-santi2, wordpainting)
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darksilenceinsuburbia:

Noell S. Oszvald.


Website

tamburina:

Nothing is more real than nothing.

Samuel Beckett, Malone Dies 

(Source: proustitute, via corrodedvessel)

"First thing we should do / if we see each other again is to make / a cage of our bodies—inside we can place / whatever still shines."

"Some people see treating people with decency and respect as ‘cloying and needy’. I am not of them."

Sayings of Te Toh (via titotitus)
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poetfire:
 
Her gold nose ring
delicately elegantly
grasped the right side
of her right nostril
turned his head
to her shine
pulled his heed
to her lips
and gently hooked
his affection.
~~from, “Tattered Photograph,” by Tito Titus
http://titotitus.tumblr.com/
 

poetfire:

 

Her gold nose ring

delicately elegantly

grasped the right side

of her right nostril

turned his head

to her shine

pulled his heed

to her lips

and gently hooked

his affection.

~~from, “Tattered Photograph,” by Tito Titus

http://titotitus.tumblr.com/

 

(via titotitus)

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"I know they were young. Their tattoos were fresh. As vibrant as their bodies. They shared their art that day. In a tender, caring way. Art upon art, sweating. While the radio played."

—Poet on fire (via poetfire)

(Source: titotitus, via titotitus)

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charleyfoster:

Joe Wenderoth, Circus Tender, 2012

charleyfoster:

Joe Wenderoth, Circus Tender, 2012

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pubertad:

Laura Makabresku

"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 sina-santi2)

(Source: astronautes, via smallpoetatlarge)

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