March 2012
February 2012
step one: take out homework
step two: reward self with two hours of internet for getting that far
It occurred to me that the voracious ambition of humans is never sated by dreams...
– The Fault in Our Stars by John Green [pg 305] (via lizznotliz)
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takeafuckingsh0wer:
NO SIR I DO NOT BITE MY THUMB AT YOU SIR BUT I BITE MY THUMB SIR
whatisbeauty-whatislove:
Make love to me like a poet. I want to feel your emotion. I want a transaction of passion. Your lips on my lips, extracting prose. Your hips on my hips creating syntax, punctuation, grammar. I want to form allegories beneath the sheets, an analogy of your love and mine. A hyperbole.
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We spoke all night in tongues,
in fingertips, in teeth.
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Robert Hass, from “Spring”
(via the-final-sentence)
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smartpeopleonice:
i bet that whenever leo dicaprio finally wins an oscar his name is misspelled on it
redappleciggies:
plot twist: david fincher crashes through the ceiling to return maryl streep’s glasses that he’s kept since the golden globes.
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Meryl Streep could play my father and I’d believe her.
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