February 2012
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LOVE POEM BY AUDRE LORDE
SPEAK EARTH AND BLESS ME WITH WHAT IS RICHEST MAKE SKY FLOW HONEY OUT OF MY HIPS RIGIS MOUNTAINS SPREAD OVER A VALLEY CARVED OUT BY THE MOUTH OF RAIN. AND I KNEW WHEN I ENTERED HER I WAS HIGH WIND IN HER FORESTS HOLLOW FINGERS WHISPERING SOUND HONEY FLOWED FROM THE SPLIT CUP IMPALED ON A LANCE OF TONGUES ON THE TIPS OF HER BREASTS ON HER NAVEL AND MY BREATH HOWLING INTO...
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"when you kiss me, you really kiss me"
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laym3down asked: just reblogging half your stuff hahahha lovely blog
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Tonight
is gonna be so dope! I get to see my loverly morgen and the awesome Cultural Examination. It’s going to be hilarious to see Jon(pretty much the sweetest dude ever) all pissed off. Hopefully we will get some rutbeer floats afterwards.
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momcantknowiihavethis asked: lets start going to the skate park. we can ride and fall and everyone will make fun of us. but eventually we would learn! and maybe bang some hot guys along the way.
“Don’t bend; don’t water it down; don’t try to make it logical; don’t edit your...”
– Franz Kafka (via seancing)
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Clutches are making a comeback. Not in the teeny tiny prom night form, but in the more convenient jumbo size. Because as every woman knows, her bag can never be big enough. The only problem I have with clutches is the fact that you actually have to carry it with your hand. I prefer the freedom a strap/handles offer my hands. Nevertheless you cannot deny the overbearing cool factor of these...
