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annmarcellino:

Dream of a Normal Life

annmarcellino:

Dream of a Normal Life

"Come lay with me. I wanna talk about nothing with someone that means something."
art-centric:

Erixson, Sven (1899-1970) - 1937 Bouquet in a Green Vase (Private Collection) 

Flickr: http://flic.kr/p/cRKZqY
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art-centric:

Erixson, Sven (1899-1970) - 1937 Bouquet in a Green Vase (Private Collection)

Flickr: http://flic.kr/p/cRKZqY

"A poem begins with a lump in the throat; a homesickness or a love sickness. It is a reaching-out toward expression; an effort to find fulfillment. A complete poem is one where an emotion has found its thought and the thought has found words."
Robert Frost (via observando)
"I’ve found that growing up means being honest. About what I want. What I need. What I feel. Who I am."
Epiphany.  (via senyahearts)
"

Fuck You Poem #45

Fuck you in slang and conventional English.
Fuck you in lost and neglected lingoes.
Fuck you hungry and sated; faded, pock marked, and defaced.
Fuck you with orange rind, fennel and anchovy paste.
Fuck you with rosemary and thyme, and fried green olives on the side.
Fuck you humidly and icily.
Fuck you farsightedly and blindly.
Fuck you nude and draped in stolen finery.

Fuck you while cells divide wildly and birds trill.
Thank you for barring me from his bedside while he was ill.
Fuck you puce and chartreuse.
Fuck you postmodern and prehistoric.
Fuck you under the influence of opiun, codeine, laudanum, and paregoric.
Fuck every real and imagined country you fancied yourself princess of.
Fuck you on feast days and fast days, below and above.
Fuck you sleepless and shaking for nineteen nights running.
Fuck you ugly and fuck you stunning.

Fuck you shipwrecked on the barren island of your bed.
Fuck you marching in lockstep in the ranks of the dead.
Fuck you at low and high tide.
And fuck you astride
anyone who has the bad luck to fuck you, in dank hallways,
bathrooms, or kitchens.
Fuck you in gasps and whispered benedictions.

And fuck these curses, however heartfelt and true,
that bind me, till I forgive you, to you.

"
Amy Gerstler (via observando)
"People say that what we’re all seeking is a meaning for life. I don’t think that’s what we’re really seeking. I think that what we’re seeking is an experience of being alive, so that our life experiences on the purely physical plane will have resonances with our own innermost being and reality, so that we actually feel the rapture of being alive."
"The important people in our lives leave imprints. They may stay or go in the physical realm, but they are always there in your heart, because they helped form your heart. There’s no getting over that"
David Leviathan (via onlinecounsellingcollege)
marija091:

” MV TUM TRIPLE CANDY CANDLE ” Acrylic and ink on paper, 29,7x21cm. 2014.




#MANIK #Art #contemporary art
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marija091:

” MV TUM TRIPLE CANDY CANDLE ” Acrylic and ink on paper, 29,7x21cm. 2014.

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leirelatent:

Paola López Rdgz
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leirelatent:

Paola López Rdgz

woodendreams:

(by David D)
"It is not inertia alone that is responsible for human relationships repeating themselves from case to case, indescribably monotonous and unrenewed: it is shyness before any sort of new, unforeseeable experience with which one does not think oneself able to cope. But only someone who is ready for everything, who excludes nothing, not even the most enigmatical will live the relation to another as something alive."
Rainer Maria Rilke, Letters to a Young Poet (via observando)