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    nevver:

    Shapes of things, Tony Bonanno

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  3. stealcompassdrivenorthdisappear:

    Howl // The Gaslight Anthem 

    Like I waited on your call and made my plans to share my name.
    And I love the country movement in the way your dress would wave,
    from your hips on down like electric through the
    sound of the cars rushing the rain on the boulevard.
    In this city by the sea that has always haunted me
    and belonged to me somehow.
    Bless your waters and your doubts.
    Bless your waters.
    Bless your doubts.

     

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  4. stealcompassdrivenorthdisappear:

    Howl // The Gaslight Anthem 

    Like I waited on your call and made my plans to share my name.
    And I love the country movement in the way your dress would wave,
    from your hips on down like electric through the
    sound of the cars rushing the rain on the boulevard.
    In this city by the sea that has always haunted me
    and belonged to me somehow.
    Bless your waters and your doubts.
    Bless your waters.
    Bless your doubts.


    (via show-a-little-faith)

     

  5. dimpleforyourthoughts:

    i just want a boy who touches me distractedly

    like sitting watching a movie and he just kinds of drags his fingers over your skin while watching and he doesn’t have a motive he’s not trying to tickle you or be sexual with you he’s just touching your skin and feeling the shape of your bones under that skin like it’s physically comforting for him to know that you’re there right under his fingertips im so

     

  6. "This is how I get you out of my system:
    I scream so loud it cracks the sky.
    I tell my mother to stop asking about you,
    but do not say that your hands left bruises on my thighs
    so dark their ghosts still linger there.
    I can’t eat at our favorite ice cream parlor anymore
    because chocolate mint reminds me of
    kissing you in the back of your father’s car,
    reminds me of dying out of love.
    I stop star-gazing.
    I cannot look at this canvas I tore apart for you
    and call it beautiful – Jesus, did you really think
    I was something you could leave so easily?
    Twelve months, you’re still haunting me
    with your summer breezes and swallowed fights.
    I choked up the east horizon just so you could see the sun set,
    then caught it ablaze.
    All this time and I’m still burning.
    Of course I miss you.
    Of course."
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    On the Anniversary of our First Kiss | d.a.s

    NaPoWriMo day 21: sunset

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  11. classybytheseashore:

    Ootd 4/17/2014

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