beautifully vulgar.
LastLoveLost

Everyone should have a love like that just once in their life. One that is doomed from the beginning because, anything that all-consuming is always finite. It’s the kind that happens all at once like a blast and then burns out almost as quickly as it started. The kind of love that will change you from the inside out- in some ways fantastically and in some, equally terrible. The person whom you will spend the rest of your life finding bits of in everyone else you meet- whether it be the way they part their hair or a certain word they carry in their vocabulary. It’ll be the type of love you sweep into the back of your being like the memories of a past life you somehow managed to roll over into your current one.

Coffee Shop Overheard
There are variations in bravery. One not so often noticed is this, a person who continues to read the works of a poet a former lover once brought into their life.
I grabbed her by the throat but I didn’t choke her. Just kissed her so deep she forgot whose air she was breathing.
(via ohhhkat)
let’s say you won the race
and the prize was another race
that you didn’t drink the wine of victory
but your own salt sweat
that you didn’t hear cheers
but the barking of dogs
and that your shadow
your own shadow
was your only
and disloyal competition.
Cirriculum Vitae, Blanca Varela (1926-2009, Peru)

Some people,
no matter what you give them,
still want the moon.

The bread,
the salt,
white meat and dark,
still hungry.

The marriage bed
and the cradle,
still empty arms.

You give them land,
their own earth under their feet,
still they take to the roads.

And water: dig them the deepest well,
still it’s not deep enough
to drink the moon from.

Denise Levertov, Adam’s Complaint (via hellanne)

sarahaliceyoung:

Sometimes you need to remind yourself that you were the one who carried you through the heartache. You are the one who sits with the cold body on the shower floor, and picks it up. You are the one who feeds it, who clothes it, who tucks it into bed, and you should be proud of that. Having the strength to take care of yourself when everyone around you is trying to bleed you dry, that is the strongest thing in the universe.

When did loving yourself
become so rare, that it’s
revolutionary to do so?
(160/365) by (DS)

thisisjustgreat:

Shark Week is a fun reminder that some animals are almost as scary as humans.