January 2012
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Do It Like You - Diggy Simmons feat. Jeremih
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That awkward, sad but excitement feeling when you see your ex.
I know you get that feeling when you see me too ;]
mr-lawliet:
you know what’s slowing your servers tumblr?
making that missing e notice pop up over and over again Stop
December 2011
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Dick(tion)
I’m finding myself craving the physical embrace of the opposite sex. And no, this time there’s no sort of metaphysical underlying reason to what I’m saying. I’m just enveloped in this lust for the gracious rubbing of two bodies, friction in the making and when you start to say, “You got your way of getting in my head,” you’ll be talking about the sparks...
Anonymous asked: Hey are you a virgin? Your foreplay post seem ambiguous... Just wondering.
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Failed Expectations
I’ve been putting everything that’s been attacking my conscience aside for awhile now, I seem to have forgotten about one thing that stressed me out the most: education. Sometimes I smirk or frown at the thought. 11 years, 11 years whose hopes were accumulated from my family. I was the one to succeed, the one who would know where he was going, a map, and a brilliant mind that could go...
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dieana8638:
1) Go to my tumblr http://dieana8638.tumblr.com/
2) Click every single egg shown below. You must go to my page for it to work, not from your dashboard.
Remember, make sure to give each egg an individual click! :D
Save her eggs!!!
jhayrusalem:
Oh Well, Oh Well | Mayday Parade
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Anonymous asked: what are some blogs you would recommend for original writing
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Anti-Socialization
She said, “Why don’t you get off the couch and go socialize with some people?”
Hah, little did she know that’s all what I wanted to do all along: have a chill conversation where I can become more in tune with the souls that resonate around me, and me resonate with them, but when you’re surrounded by bodies who can’t even begin to spare a few minutes of their...
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Lights
I closed the door behind me and proceeded to convert the skin-biting air around me into an alleviating whisper of Winter that echoed itself throughout the chambers of my lungs. I thought that this was a regular trip outside, garbage in my right hand. My objective? Throw all the junk that my family and I have accumulated into the dispenser outside and pull that into the road alongside my...
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Hurt?
Why am I acting like an emotional wreck again? Fuck hurting, I’ve learned better. Shit happens, okay. I’m done with that. It’s time to move on.
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All that time, nothing really mattered to you
Fine, even when it did, I guess nothing really matters about it now.
jessikuhh:
Sometimes I find myself getting lost in another world that isn’t mine. I know that for the most part, I’m not the only one.
I like the escape. Sometimes I lose myself in virtual worlds through video games or chapters in a book or different television shows. Inevitably though, I have to return back to this mundane world. I think maybe that’s what interests me and so many other people:...
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jonathanpham:
After reading a couple of the replies to my posts, I think it’s important for me to establish a couple of things. I noticed that my writing usually lures in a lot of passionate people. I would just like to say that a majority of what I write has no universal purpose. In other words, I don’t intend for my writing to inspire people in any way whatsoever—inspire them to act or to...
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We Never Talk
And it’s funny, whenever I open my browser your face and page always pop up on my Most Visited list. I just can’t stop myself from checking up on you, always making sure you’re happy, but sometimes I guess it’s not my concern you’re looking for. I just wish we’d talk more.
nare-bear:
At the same time, I can’t just leave now. That’d fuck everything up.
nare-bear:
I just want to quit everything and go back to my school > home > write schedule. I just want to be alone. I just want to take myself away from the world and live in my own space, self-sustained. It’s better I’m not around because I act as a nuisance. I’d gladly share my thoughts but to be a part of a bigger cause would only be to weigh them down. Too many complications at the...
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I always get caught up sniffing my new deodorant...
What can I say? I’m just a smelly guy.
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Foreplay
The scent of your skin still lingers on my bed sheets. One probably would have thought we did something scandalous after all the times you’ve came but we just stood, sat, and laid there watching the screen away from us while I slowly fingered the seams of my bed. And you joined me, eventually rubbing on each other’s hands as a tease but fell into some consummation for love. I just...
The 56 best/worst similes
February 22nd, 2011 § 235 Comments
Borrowed from this blog.
Her eyes were like two brown circles with big black dots in the center.
He was as tall as a 6′3″ tree.
Her face was a perfect oval, like a circle that had its two sides gently compressed by a Thigh Master.
From the attic came an unearthly howl. The whole scene had an eerie, surreal quality, like when you’re...
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No matter how much I hate it, I want you to know...
I’m not giving up just yet
jonathanpham:
Haruki Murakami: Talent Is Nothing Without Focus and Endurance
jesuisperdu:
[…Murakami came to writing later in life. After running a successful jazz bar in Tokyo for about ten years, he suddenly had the notion to write a novel. After his first two novels — both written in the wee hours of the morning after he closed the bar — were well-received, he decided to shut down his...
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Scars
I’m not even sure how many pimples I’ve popped on my face, how many blemishes I’ve torn off, how much skin I’ve ripped and yet it seems though these scabs last a few days, these scars barely last a week. I remember one time I fell off of a bike while in the fields near the lake and nearly tore the right side of my face off. Luckily my shut eyelids kept my eyes intact.
It’s a wonderment though,...
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Help
All he was wanted to do was help-small boy in his mother’s grocery stroller. See, they were at the register and his mother was putting things on the counter: shampoo, soap, and some hair spray that I’m sure couldn’t control her hair in the first place.
His words were, “Let me help you, mommy.”
Her words were, “No, sit down. There’s nothing to help me with.”
Sad truth was, there was still a lot...
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Driving in that car
It wasn’t even your car, yet still I couldn’t help but think of you. I couldn’t help but think of sitting alongside you to my house and all the times you visited me. Your scent, the feel of your presence next to me as we watched Scott Pilgrim vs. the World. Hah… to think I’d watch it again and be reminded of how I was always thinking to myself of how our relationship...
Fiend-fire
angellify:
Underneath this calm facade brews a raging storm of inner turmoil, with winds of resentment whipping past at sixty miles per hour and raindrops of sorrow relentlessly pouring down upon this marred landscape. Sunlight and fair skies may show their presence at times, but just beyond the horizon are the dark, heavy clouds of pent-up emotions, waiting for just the right moment to let...
Anonymous asked: You have girl lips o:
