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Body comparative #44 (1,2)

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seven days until I leave for my cross-North America roadtrip living out of the car, tent, and homes volunteered by strangers THIS IS GRAND AND EXCITING

“When god became lonely
he created man,
Or was it
When man became lonely
he created god.”

— Melanie Exler (via alaisiagae)

(Source: strengthenizer, via alaisiagae)

there are tears in my eyes

nevver:

Everybody in the water, Lizzy Stewart

foxmouth:

Distant, 2014 | by Jacob Howard

“When our breasts arrived
as a kind of currency, we’d tug
our camisoles low, use
our newfangled bodies to haggle
with the ice cream man. The winner
was the girl who received her chocolate cone
for free, who sucked on candy cigarettes
the same way she wore a training bra.
That summer my pockets grew forests
of hand-tied maraschino cherry stems:
tampered evidence that I might one day be worthy
of kissing. In exchange for rides
on the handlebars of their bikes,
we’d let the boys bite
the beads off our candy
necklaces until the chokers
resembled punched out teeth.
From their slobber, blue and violet
stained my throat where the sweetness
had once been, so I suppose,
Your Honor, I was preparing
for him.”

— Megan Falley, “Beginning in an Ice Cream Truck and Ending in a Court Room” 

(Source: deeplystained, via alonesomes)


sonorous-thoughts:

love it

what the hell am I doing hereasks the Creep fan at a Radiohead concert

(Source: mrmeganfox, via alonesomes)


“To Music
Music: breathing of statues. Perhaps: silence of paintings. You, language where all language ends. You, time standing vertically on the motion of mortal hearts.
Feelings for whom? O you the transformation of feelings into what? - : into audible landscape. You stranger: music. You, heart-space grown out of us. The deepest space in us, which, rising above us, forces its way out, - holy departure: when the innermost point in us stands outside, as the most practiced distance, as the other side of the air: pure, boundless, no longer habitable.”

— Rainer Maria Rilke

(Source: cntgn, via likeafieldmouse)

I refuse to ever use “I have a boyfriend” as a defence mechanism if I’m uncomfortably or persistently hit on because I can’t stomach the though of said person respecting boundaries only because I already “belong” to someone rather than respecting my right to belong to myself

earthpatterns:

Great Salt Lake, Grantsville, Utah, United States

40.761614, -112.515207

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