visual-poetry:

»still waiting« by anatol knotek
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Some people die at 15 but aren’t buried until 85
I’ve been dead inside for quite awhile (falling-deeperinlove)
They will keep me up,
the sounds you are not making,
the arms I can’t hold.

Daily Haiku on Love by Tyler Knott Gregson (via tylerknott)
sliversilver:

balance
indefinite anomaly | AgX Photography 
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modelindustry:

Magdalena Jasek - Joy Management
melisica:

(by Ekaterina Pronina)
skeletaltales:

Cara D.
Nothing in this world compares to the comfort and security of having someone just hold your hand.
Richelle E. Goodrich (via kushandwizdom)
visual-poetry:

»untitled (there is no border here)« by shilpa gupta

i tried very hard to cut the sky in half, one for my lover and one for me. but the sky kept moving and clouds from his territory came into mine. i tried pushing it away, with both my hands, harder and harder but the sky kept moving and clouds from my territory went into his. i brought a sofa and placed it in the middle, but the clouds kept floating over it. i built a wall in the middle, but the sky started to flow through it. i dug a trench, and then it rained and the sky made clouds over the trench. i tried very hard to cut