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Emotionally Straddled
Nov 29
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sexual:

my eyes aren’t made for cat-eye make up… but oh i wish they were!!!
(via factorygirl-photography)

 Me too…

sexual:

my eyes aren’t made for cat-eye make up… but oh i wish they were!!!

(via factorygirl-photography)

 Me too…

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mudwerks:

The Pictorial Arts: The Sleeping Beast
A nice rendering by Stephen Fabian of The Sleeping Beast by A. Bertram Chandler.

mudwerks:

The Pictorial Arts: The Sleeping Beast

A nice rendering by Stephen Fabian of The Sleeping Beast by A. Bertram Chandler.

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Happiness in intelligent people is the rarest thing I know.
— Ernest Hemingway (via semicolonlove)
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When we’re incomplete, we’re always searching for somebody to complete us. When, after a few years or a few months of a relationship, we find that we’re still unfulfilled, we blame our partners and take up with somebody more promising. This can go on and on—until we admit that while a partner can add sweet dimensions to our lives, we, each of us, are responsible for our own fulfillment.
— Tom Robbins (via semicolonlove)
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I know exactly how that is. To love somebody who doesn’t deserve it. Because they are all you have. Because any attention is better than no attention. For exactly the same reason, it is sometimes satisfying to cut yourself and bleed. On those gray days where eight in the morning looks no different from noon and nothing has happened and nothing is going to happen and you are washing a glass in the sink and it breaks-accidentally-and punctures your skin. And then there is this shocking red, the brightest thing in the day, so vibrant it buzzes, this blood of yours. That is okay sometimes because at least you know you’re alive.
— Augusten Burroughs (via semicolonlove)