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septagonstudios:

Sofia Bonati
VANA
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somewhere
there is a women in China holding a black umbrella so she
won’t taste the salt of the rain when the sky begins to weep,

there is a 17 year old girl who smells like pomegranates and has summer air tight on her naked skin, wrapping around her scars
like veins in a bloody garden, who won’t make it past tomorrow,

there is a young man, who buys yellow flowers for the woman
in apartment 84B, who learned braille when he realized she
couldn’t read his poetry about her white neck and mint eyes

there are people watching films,
making love for the first time, opening mail with the
heading of ‘i miss you’, cooking noodles with
organic spices and red sauces, buying lemon detergent,
ignoring ‘do not smoke’ signs, painting murals
of his lips in abandoned warehouses, chewing
the words ‘i love you’ over and over again, swallowing
phone numbers and forgotten birthdays, eating
strawberry pies, drinking white wine off of each
others open mouths, ignoring the telephone,
reading this poem

somewhere
someone is thinking
i’m alone
somewhere
someone finally understands
they never really
were

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poems from my uncles graves  (via irynka)
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littlecatlady:


asuucr:

Growth & Repair
March 9th, 2012 - 14th birthdayMarch 9th, 2013 - 15th birthdayMarch 9th, 2014 - 16th birthday

oh wow this is lovely
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"When a relationship is over, leave. Don’t continue watering a dead flower."
Dean Steed  (via le-vide)
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adrieldaniel:

“I was trained to turn loneliness into laziness.”
― Bill Callahan
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plaxtic:

hope gangloff
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1000drawings:

by Taylor
1000drawings:

by Taylor
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thereisnoforgetting:

Vincenzo Balocchi - Love in Florence, 1940s.
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klassy-killa:

klassy-killa.tumblr.com
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