59 | 13.5.2013 | 5 days agoautumn joy
59 | 13.5.2013 | 5 days ago
5190 | 8.5.2013 | 1 week ago
Oh. So that’s how you say “I always aim for 100 even though I know I’ll end up with less” in a more succinct, inspiring manner.
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11559 | 5.5.2013 | 1 week ago- what she says: i'm fine
- what she means: the bourgeoisie is just as necessary a precondition for the socialist revolution as is the proletariat itself.
25 | 5.5.2013 | 1 week agoShe was too big for his heart
She was too big for his heart, too big. Too big.
She was a million and four insecurities; He was content with her just the way she was.
She was daily worrying about tomorrow;
He enjoyed the memories he made with her yesterday,
or at least,
She hoped he did.
She was a reader, a dreamer; she lived to embody;
He was logic and truth and practicality.
She was strong to the world but fragile behind her glasses frame;
He was her protection from herself.
He just didn’t know it.She was too big for his heart, too big.
But he stretched his heart to make her fit,
Because he loved her.And together they were understanding and stolen kisses,
They were miscommunication and mishaps.
They were warm nights and missing each other,
And late nights and company.
He was trying his best,
And she was giving her all:
And together, they were happy.
34477 | 5.5.2013 | 1 week agoflower language has always been an intense source of disappointment for me
like, they all mean really generic things like “love” or “forever” or “i’m sorry”
i thought you could combine flowers
like you could just send someone a bouquet and from the combination of hibiscus and posies and tulips they’d understand “the rebel leader is dead, rendezvous at the docks at 8, bring the dog, you will need lighter fluid and a large tomato”
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