My head is wet
My head is wet
Something
Something
I forget
I did not want to wash my hair
Something terrible
unbearable
or maybe not
Sometimes babies are born dead
It doesn’t matter
in the water
what I wanted or forgot
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"There’s a loneliness that only exists in one’s mind. The loneliest moment in someone’s life is when they are watching their whole world fall apart, and all they can do is stare blankly."F. Scott Fitzgerald The Great Gatsby (via fleshscars)
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Bonus reaction gifs:
Incredible.
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![(from WHOF [Wipeout Homophobia On Facebook])](http://25.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_m2fyq8uGGB1qcz2geo1_500.jpg "(from WHOF [Wipeout Homophobia On Facebook])")
(from WHOF [Wipeout Homophobia On Facebook])
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A philosopher once asked, “Are we human because we gaze at the stars, or do we gaze at them because we are human?” Pointless, really… “Do the stars gaze back?” Now *that’s* a question. - Stardust (2007)
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Paul Klee, Beginning of a Poem (via spurloser)
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Brilliantly hilarious!
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Check out this stunning EL paper installation by Paul Cocksedge in Lyon for the Fête des Lumières.
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Valentine by Carol Ann Duffy
Not a red rose or a satin heart.
I give you an onion.
It is a moon wrapped in brown paper.
It promises light
like the careful undressing of love.
Here.
It will blind you with tears
like a lover.
It will make your reflection
a wobbling photo of grief.
I am trying to be truthful.
Not a cute card or a kissogram.
I give you an onion.
Its fierce kiss will stay on your lips,
possessive and faithful
as we are,
for as long as we are.
Take it.
Its platinum loops shrink to a wedding-ring,
if you like.
Lethal.
Its scent will cling to your fingers,
cling to your knife.
