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why i borrow your lipstick so often,i’m using your shirt as a pillowcase


    why i borrow your lipstick so often,
    i’m using your shirt as a pillowcase

    tagged: [love]
      1:21 pm, reblogged  by audikatia, [ 2,421 notes ]

    I have an entire forest living inside of me and you have carved your initials into every tree.
    ... Pavana पवन (via maza-dohta)
      10:56 am, reblogged  by audikatia, [ 27,240 notes ]

    25 Lives by Tongari

    (Source: ryannxp)

    tagged: [love] [poetry]
      8:12 am, reblogged  by audikatia, [ 124,237 notes ]

    Every poem is about you. Even the ones
    about other people, they’re for your eyes
    only. Everyone else who reads this is just a stranger
    looking through the window at us.
    It always comes back to you.
    It will always come back to you.
    ... Clementine von Radics, It’s The Way (via larmoyante)
      12:35 am, reblogged  by audikatia, [ 8,287 notes ]

    Let me begin by telling you that I was in love. An ordinary statement, to be sure, but not an ordinary fact, for so few of us learn that love is tenderness, and tenderness is not, as a fair proportion suspect, pity; and still fewer know that hapiness in love is not the absolute focusing of all emotion in another: one has always to love a good many things which the beloved must come only to symbolize; the true beloveds of this world are in their lovers’s eyes lilac opening, ship lights, school bells, a landscape, remembered conversations, friends, a child’s Sunday, lost voices, one’s favourite suit, autumn and all seasons, memory, yes, it being the earth and water of existence, memory.
    ... Truman Capote, Other Voices, Other Rooms (via bookmania)
      9:57 am, reblogged  by audikatia, [ 1,084 notes ]

    You are flowers in my stomach.
    Cutting me open nightly, blooming through the cracks of the ribs.
    I only want to be the sun for you.
    ... Elke River (via sylphism)

    (Source: hellanne)

      6:09 pm, reblogged  by audikatia, [ 59,012 notes ]


      4:41 am, reblogged  by audikatia, [ 17,930 notes ]

    One day, whether you
    are 14,
    or 65

    you will stumble upon
    someone who will start
    a fire in you that cannot die.

    However, the saddest,
    most awful truth
    you will ever come to find––

    is they are not always
    with whom we spend our lives.

    Beau Taplin, "The Awful Truth" {Hunting Season – 28 copies left} (via lola-rennt)

    no stop it right now this poem is hereby outlawed from the universe

    (via blue-raft)

    (Source: afadthatlastsforever)

      3:09 pm, reblogged  by audikatia, [ 580,201 notes ]

    tagged: [love]
      3:46 am, reblogged  by audikatia, [ 78,253 notes ]

    Wouldn’t we be quite the pair?—you with your bad heart, me with my bad head. Together, though, we might have something worthwhile.
    ... a letter from Zelda Fitzgerald to her husband F. Scott Fitzgerald (via floriental)

    (Source: mockinglys)

      11:17 am, reblogged  by audikatia, [ 68,734 notes ]