July 2012
68 posts
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Of life and love and such.
For the first time, in a long time, I am at peace with who I am. I would be lying if I said that there wasn’t a period where guilt dominated my emotions, where I felt horrible over things I did when I was trying to figure out who I was. Or anger at people in my past and hurt for things that only hurt me more by holding on to them.
I do my best to never belittle the hurt of others, because...
untempered--schism asked: I LOVE YOU, YOU BEAUTIFUL WOMAN
azaleadalen:
“I don’t want to dream through our lives together, don’t want to sleep in, don’t want to put on my sunglasses and pretend that life’s a vacation. The fantasy is that I want to exist in reality; the fantasy is to be there for someone on a Sunday morning but also on a Tuesday night, when the haze and laze of the weekend has worn thin and seems far away as ever. I want a Tuesday kind...
I no longer need you to fuck me as hard
as I hate myself.
Make love to me...
– We Were Emergencies - Buddy Wakefield (via ohmish)
Don’t judge others because they sin differently than you.
– Albaz Poetry (via ignify)