August 2011
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I think maybe love
is just the realization
that your heart is theirs.
– Daily Haiku on Love by Tyler Knott Gregson (via tylerknott)
July 2011
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Chapters was transformed into Hogwarts today! And today only. How did I not know this? :(
April 2011
3 posts
i’ve been away for so very long! i miss tumblr. but look what i’ve been up to lately…(next post lol)
January 2011
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December 2010
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Happy New Year everyone!
I’ve been away for sooo long! But I’ll be back in the new year 2011! Have a safe and happy new year everyone!
November 2010
22 posts
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The secret of love
is to pull closer when you
want to push away.
– Daily Haiku on Love by Tyler Knott Gregson (via tylerknott)
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I want your soft voice
whispering into my ears
to pull me from sleep.
– Daily Haiku on Love by Tyler Knott Gregson (via tylerknott)
My apologies! My queue erupted :(
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Genius is intensity”
- Honore de Balzac
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You don’t get to choose how you’re going to die. Or when. You can...
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How is one to live a moral and compassionate existence when one is fully aware of the blood, the horror inherent in life, when one finds darkness not only in one’s culture but within oneself? If there is a stage at which an individual life becomes truly adult, it must be when one grasps the irony in its unfolding and accepts responsibility for a life lived in the midst of such paradox. One...
I am especially grateful, however, to have known the fifties, before we began to...
I wanted to change the world. But I found that the only thing one can be sure of...
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October 2010
45 posts
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You have introduced
me to pieces of myself
I have never known.
– Daily Haiku on Love by Tyler Knott Gregson (via tylerknott)
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I just want your legs
wrapping themselves around mine
when my eyes open.
– Daily Haiku on Love by Tyler Knott Gregson (via tylerknott)
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the same taste on different tongues.: Celestial. →
lightglobes:
I’m beaming and I’m beautiful; an iridescent entity with strong hands on my waist and mellifluous whispers in my ear. There’s something mesmerising about the fashion in which your frame hovers atop mine, fluid and flowing like the steam of warm milk. I want to breathe you. Once, twice, maybe even…
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I didn’t ask for it to be over, but then again, I never asked for it to begin....