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Fear of Flowers Part 1

goodness this is beautiful

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I leave the number and a short
message on every green Volvo
in town

Is anything wrong?
I miss you.

The phone rings constantly.
One says, Are you bald?
Another, How tall are you in
your stocking feet?

Most just reply, Nothing’s wrong.
I miss you, too.

The Ubiquity Of The Need For Love, Ronald Koertge (via budddha)

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Custom design for Ariana.

Thanks for getting tattooed!

ryan jacob smith

portland, oregon

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"It’s my job
to listen to other people’s heartbeats,
but you were the first person
who made me aware of my own."
A doctor’s love note - Meghan Lynn (via merelyamadness)

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"Some days bleed. Some days are so sensitive, you don’t even want to get out of bed. These are the best days, though. You grab them by their pulse and you keep going, because something is happening in the universe that is making you feel so much. It’s a small glitch, an overflow, and you have been chosen to carry the extra weight. For one, small day, you are the sole bearer of this unnamed pain. You are a spot of light on the map of the world. Anyone or anything from another part of the galaxy will see you and think “I didn’t know people could be stars.”"
For the Days That Hurt | Caitlyn Siehl (via alonesomes)

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Tobias had attempted an entrance that he hoped would enchant his daughter.

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"I’ve become a living apology, I am sorry"
an eight word poem (d.v.e)

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Have you ever done that thing
where you tell yourself something over and over
until it’s not real? Have you ever done it
just to make it not real?

You are dead and I am worrying about what to wear.
You are dead and I don’t think this tie is the right choice.
You are dead and I can’t ask you to help me pick.
You are dead and what help would you be at your own funeral?

You are dead
You are dead
You are dead
You are dead

and there’s this box, there’s this hole in the ground.
and we’re supposed to fit all of you in there.
and they keep missing pieces. your laugh, your smile.
and I don’t know how I’m going to carry you like this.

wesley kingI had a dream that you were dead
but it was just a dream)
                       (it was just a dream)

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