July 2012
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"Phoebe" - Kylie Morgan (Stop Bullying) →
aclassofasin:
I don’t know if anyone caught the episode of “Opening Act” debuting Kylie Morgan but she wrote this song “Phoebe” about an Irish girl who moved here from Ireland and was bullied at school until she finally committed suicide. Kylie made it her mission to speak out for all the Phoebe’s. Her message is heartbreaking yet spoken loud and clear from a young girl’s great big warm...
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roggyscanvas:
Ink stains my fingers
From a pen I don’t remember holding;
Memories stain my mind,
From a time I don’t remember living.
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The Spare Canvas: What does it matter? →
roggyscanvas:
I could tell you,
Of the pain,
You left me with -
A pain that started here:
(*points to chest*)
and exploded like million penetrating shards.
But then again,
I’m a dramatist,
A poet,
And worse still -
You’ll think me weak. I could tell you,
I did my best -
But we…
Amazing(ly) {not} enough, even though brilliant(ly) empath(et)ic… As understood, one poet to...
Sex is not a goddamn performance. Sex should feel as natural as drinking water....
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touch me this time
let me love what I cannot know
as the man born blind may...
– W.S. Merwin – from To The Rain (via yama-bato)
Quickies in New York: Come Inside Me →
quickienewyork:
For two weeks she begged me to come inside her. It would have been challenging if we already been sleeping together, but without sex it was impossible.
She slipped it into conversations as if I wouldn’t notice, and I was hard within seconds every time. I often pressed her for other things, but…
Ruvno Pride: Well, fuck! →
roggyscanvas:
Well, fuck. This is how you intend to play
To turn me on, to get me hard
I know what you went to the ladies’ room for
(to dip your fingers into your wet pussy
and apply your scent on your pulse spots)
It’s drives me crazy
Sitting across your sex scented self
You with your Cheshire grin
Me…
Sweet… Thanks for the invite to this blog, Rogs! Or should I stick...
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What we need to let ourselves do is acknowledge that sex is a big deal for some...
– Libidos, Assumptions, and Miscommunication | No, Seriously, What About Teh Menz? (via sexisnottheenemy)
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lindasinklings:
“Oh, the comfort, the inexpressible comfort of feeling safe with a person,
having neither to weigh thoughts nor measure words,
but pouring them all out, just as they are, chaff and grain together,
certain that a faithful hand will take and sift them,
keep what is worth keeping, and with a breath of kindness blow the rest away.”
George Eliot
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Those.Goddamn.Lips.
roggyscanvas:
Those goddamn lips, Yeah, those goddamn lips, You moisten with your quick darting tongue — Those. Goddamn. Lips. I want them: I want to bruise them with mine —
Those. Goddamn. Lips. I want to slip my thumb between them: Those fiiiine goddamn lips. You purse them, unsettled, But I can’t help but imagine all the sin they ought to be committing, Committing on me.
Gotta love...
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ESPINEUX: Terrible Sex Tips →
espineux:
You have to go read this glorious post on Really Bad Sex Advice. The advice is horrifying. The commentary is fucktastic.
Some highlights:
27. 81 percent of women do not want you to attempt anal sex without asking.
A unexpected loss for Team Surprise Anal.
21. Take a pearl necklace and…
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You swallowed everything, like distance.
Like the sea, like time. In you...
– Pablo Neruda (via -killerqueen)
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Sorrow prepares you for joy. It violently sweeps everything out of your house,...
– Rumi
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We would be together and have our books and at night be warm in bed together...
– Ernest Hemingway (via rarararambles)
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I think it’s great for two people to be together. That is a good number. I...
– Henry Rollins (via sorakeem)
Prowling
roggyscanvas:
You’re a flit of a flirt — Flitting here and there and everywhere, All grins and ablushen giggles. I watch with the patience of a predator, Waiting for you to flit by close; Close enough for me to pounce, Slam your erratic ease against the surface of my desire, To pin you down with my sinful intent. You can’t escape, you won’t escape When I catch you — ensnare you I will — It’s...
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roggyscanvas:
delectatiomorosa:
gingerinvermont:
This is amazing.
I’ve never been so hard in my life
I CANNOT BREATHE! HAHAHAH AHAH HAHA BWAHAH BAHAHA HAHAH *COUGHSPLUTTERFUCKINVDAKSJHF* GAAAWWDHAHAHAH
Gawd damn!
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She kissed him until the sky seemed to fade out and all her smiles and tears to...
– F. Scott Fitzgerald, “The Ice Palace” (via delucazade)
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thegirlbytheriver asked: Thanks for the follow! Your blog is wonderful!
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Your love is my turning page
Where only the sweetest words remain,
Every kiss...
– turning page: sleeping at last
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The silence isn’t so bad until I look at my hands and feel sad, because the...
– Owl City Vanilla Twilight
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We’re all lonely for something we don’t know we’re lonely for. How else to...
– ~David Foster Wallace (via armchairoxfordscholar)
Love allows understanding to dawn, and understanding is precious. Where you are...
– John O’Donohue, Anam Cara: A Book of Celtic Wisdom (via dreamsinthyme)