love endures all things
i do not know what it is about you that closes
and opens;only something in me understands
the voice of your eyes is deeper than all roses
by e.e. cummings (via observando)

(via asianoannieo)

i wanna get drunk and kiss a lot and not think for a while

(via asian)

If I told you that a flower bloomed in a dark room, would you trust it?

Kendrick Lamar

This line encapsulates the concept of a good kid in a bad city, and it cuts into one of the most moral questions in human existence: Can good come from evil? The best part about the line, as is true of the best poetry, is that it doesn’t answer the question it asks. For Kendrick’s immediate purposes, he’s the flower and the city is the dark room. The question is: Can you trust him?

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(Source: navinkoke, via cloudsofmarijuana420)





Sorry for my drunk handwriting but I found this in my pocket from last night.

That one hurt.

it did.

It’s all you


i need a boyfriend who is cool and tall and grimy and funny and who looks at me like i’m an oil painting and who has the financial and physical means to fulfil my dream of fucking at least once in every country and who is also a lil bit emotionally unstable

(via transcendit)


Those damn eyes
fucked me

by Charles Bukowski (via canibis)

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get yours zine


the dog days are over, the cat days are beginning

(via asian)

I don’t want your picture on my cell phone. I want you here with me.

E.e. Cummings - “i like my body when it is with your”