February 2012
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Sex without love is as hollow and ridiculous as love without sex.
– Hunter S. Thompson (via pill)
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Anonymous asked: boobs. hang out with me thirstday please. guess who!
Turned anonononon back on. I wasn't getting any...
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I don’t know what it is about you but when ever Im really really upset it’s like you have a sixth sense about it and you text me out of the blue at 4 am. And it’s not even like we ever talk about anything important. Really we talk about nothing, but you make me laugh like no other guy ever has and I love having you in my life.
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skipped class today and haven’t started my homework yet because YOLO.
thatshowthatmottoworksright??
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sarahthesaint:
by e.e. cummings. in spite of everything which breathes and moves, since Doom (with white longest hands neatening each crease) will smooth entirely our minds —before leaving my room i turn and(stooping through the morning)kiss this pillow, dear where our heads lived and were.
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In the ghost town of our love there is a player piano trying to prove it can make music without being touched. My fingertips miss him so much.
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Well, Some nights, I wish that this all would end Cause I could use some friends for a change And some nights, I’m scared you’ll forget me again But I still wake up, I still see your ghost.
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My personal blog.: 'Guts' by Chuck Palahniuk →
hitlers-pubes:
Printed in Playboy magazine March 2004
Inhale.
Take in as much air as you can.
This story should last about as long as you can hold your breath, and then just a little bit longer. So listen as fast as you can.
A friend of mine, when he was thirteen years old he heard about “pegging.” This is…
This was the first thing I ever read by Palahniuk. It was really hard to get...
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So I ask if he remembers when he used to come and...