February 2012
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Bliss
It is our nature, you and I, to delve. To discover. What is better than that new secret thrill? That illicit contact. That sexual collision. We are curious to the point of being self-destructive. Hell, far beyond that point. I see so many people who just don’t grasp this. Who are so hung up on petty perversions that they have lost sight of what being perverted actually means; to discover the...
Feb 28th
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thisrockandrollrefugee: I’ve always wondered if anyone like, looks at my tumblr. Because, I mean, there are tumblrs I regular check because I really dig the people and their posts. You know? I regularly check yours :).
Feb 26th
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Feb 25th
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Small Decisions
When you don’t sleep, things become strange. Ephemeral. Everything bends and dislocates itself away from your immediate understanding; you are left looking through a window at the light of the universe as it shines down on everyone else. I call this my dream state. Here, you define the chaos of you; the universe, by small decisions.  Have you ever sifted sand through a screen? In my dream...
Feb 22nd
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Was there any smile, That lingered so on a heart, As yours does to mine? 
Feb 22nd
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The realization of what I am occurs in the timeless awareness which does not stimulate nor delude. I create a field without self or center, a field where even death becomes only analogy. I desire no results. I merely permit this field which has no goals nor desires, no perfections nor even visions of achievements. In that field, omnipresent primal awareness is all. It is the light which pours...
Feb 22nd
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Feb 22nd
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Feb 18th
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Feb 14th
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Feb 14th
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There are some of us who lose things in the process of living. There are those who by refusing to die, leave an essence of what it is to live behind them. They become, in a sense, chameleons. They change their nature to their surroundings, and wonder why they feel like they are missing something all the time.  There is nothing real about the word recovery. Life is a solo experience. Every stanza...
Feb 10th
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Feb 10th
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“We were born with a curse. It has always driven us to thoughts which are...”
– Ayn Rand - Anthem (via whisperedverse)] Out of everything she’s written, Anthem is by far my favorite. (via paintingxdaffodils) This is perfect. 
Feb 9th
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“It’s so hard to forget pain, but it’s even harder to remember sweetness. We have...”
– Chuck Palahniuk (via dsquared526)
Feb 9th
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Feb 9th
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Feb 9th
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Feb 8th
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Feb 8th
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Feb 7th
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Feb 6th
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Feb 5th
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Feb 5th
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SOPA EMERGENCY LIST. →
adolforancid: meghanalefae: aprilstar-dance: SOPA Emergency IP list: So if these ass-fucks in DC decide to ruin the internet, here’s how to access your favorite sites  in the event of a DNS takedown tumblr.com 174.121.194.34 wikipedia.org 208.80.152.201 # News bbc.co.uk 212.58.241.131 aljazeera.com 198.78.201.252 # Social media ...
Feb 5th
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Feb 3rd
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Feb 3rd
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I am a ruin, worn away by past decadence and gnawing horrors. I am a shell; fired, empty, hollow.
Feb 1st
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Ancient Conversations
Innocent friend: I feel like I shouldn’t ask. But you’ve helped me so much. I just want to know if there’s anything I can do for you? What’s your pain? How do you survive? Pause. Not-so-innocent friend: Sorry, I shouldn’t have asked. I just wanted to know your take on things. My trembling fingers: A question is a crystalline point. A beginning. A meeting of two minds,...
Feb 1st
Eloquence isn't defined by the intricacy of your...
Feb 1st
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