Moments, not hours or days.

I don’t want to be
your entire world, no.
I would be happy
just to be your morning coffee,
your hanging car keys,
your wallet.

Something seemingly
insignificant,
but if lost throws off
your entire day.

(Source: lucyquin, via juyceefrut)

13 / 05

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poetry

caerula-mare:

someone sent this to me so i put it into that classic tumblr poetry layout cause I thought it deserved to be shared

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08 / 05

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crispins:

tom hiddleston for flaunt magazine [x]:

let us go then, you and i,
when the evening is spread out against the sky
like a patient etherized upon a table;
let us go, through certain half-deserted streets,
the muttering retreats
of restless nights in one-night cheap hotels
and sawdust restaurants with oyster-shells…
the love song of j alfred prufrock - t.s. eliot

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23 / 04

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Aeonian: On the Necessity of Sadness

lucenteventide:

by Mikael de Lara Co

Let me tell you about longing.
Let me presume that I have something
new to say about it, that this room,
naked, its walls pining for clocks,
has something new to say
about absence. Somewhere
the crunch of an apple, fading
sunflowers on a quilt, a window
looking out…

21 / 04

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conveys:

i hope you guys can see the complexity of this piece. read once all the way through, then read it excluding the words in parentheses, and then read only the words in parentheses :) (this is what i do to avoid math) (it was so difficult and took me forever) (appreciate it please omg

(Source: praises, via k-pan)

16 / 04

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