actegratuit:

Laura Stevens

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If we listened to our intellect we’d never have a love affair. We’d never have a friendship. We’d never go in business because we’d be cynical: “It’s gonna go wrong.” Or “She’s going to hurt me.” Or,”I’ve had a couple of bad love affairs, so therefore …” Well, that’s nonsense. You’re going to miss life. You’ve got to jump off the cliff all the time and build your wings on the way down.
— Ray Bradbury (via hqlines)



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do take good care of yourself …


athenagracee:

spring |

"Winter is over; the winter rains are over, gone! Spring flowers are in blossom all over. The whole world’s a choir—and singing!" (Song of Songs 2:10-11)

September — #moreofJesus all over again

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the remains of the moon

archonofdarkness:

putting softness on facial skin
concealing broken mirrors
cracking through
her uranium
nights
she
seeks
mystic moons
on savannah icebergs
thrumming into volumes
of shakespearean symphonies

as
her feet
dangle from
lavender dreams

wet
with
rushing rivers
of hair-braided lust
spinning upon the waves
of a nearby shipwrecking sea
she talks with poet sailors pointing
at an hourglass inventing her own legends
for furthering her career as a gin-soaked torch singer

she excavates
the remains of the moon
whorled away by slipstreams
of falling patterns of fractal souls …

she seeks
ancient ruins …

perhaps
she left him there.


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Never judge a work of art by its defects.
— Washington Allston (via observando)

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You hate the way he touches you
and leaves nothing but silence,
but most of all you hate
how desperate you are for his fingers;
how hopeless you are to watch
this moment burn
like all the pages you threw into the fireplace.
— daisylongmile  . Backseats (via daisylongmile)

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