January 2011
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His scent on my pillows is heaven and torture rolled into one.
Jan 30th
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“I will love you as a thief loves a gallery and as a crow loves a murder, as a...”
– Lemony Snicket, The Beatrice Letters (via silverfoxes)
Jan 30th
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How can you look in the mirror and see yourself as ugly when you are infact a profound, complex, and intelligent creature? When you really think about it, human beings are fucking amazing. Give yourself some credit! You have the ability to create unique art, stories, and situations because your imagination is infinite – there are literally no limits on what you can think and feel! You can form...
Jan 30th
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If the universe doesn’t judge us, what right do we have to judge ourselves? Judgements block energy, build internal defences, and hold negative patterns in place. It’s easy to become trapped by the constant “need” to prove and improve that we forget we live in the real world – we’re here to grow, make mistakes, learn, and evolve. If you’re ever fearful of falling short or not meeting your own...
Jan 28th
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A cyclone is predicted to reach my city on Sunday. I can only hope that it will sweep me up, take me to the yellow-brick road, and drop a house on all of the wicked witches in my life.
Jan 27th
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Anonymous asked: It makes my heart swell to make your heart swell :) Your blog is my favourite. You deserve every compliment - your writing is exceptionally evocative and you're a true inspiration.

I think I'll be staying anonymous I'm afraid. You yourself are incredibly enigmatic. As you said, there's something exciting and magical in not knowing, and there's also...
Jan 27th
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Pretty (a love letter of sorts to the first female...
I’m filled to the brim with affection for an enchantress who exists entirely of sunbeams. Sometimes I feel my soul swaying to the songs of her smile, and when she speaks the words wash over me like warm milk; so fluid, so subtle, so warm.  Mesmerising. She is a soft touch and a sweet whisper — the most charming woman that I’ve ever seen, spoken to, dreamed of. Sometimes I breathe out into to...
Jan 27th
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“Fate is like a strange, unpopular restaurant filled with odd little waiters who...”
– Lemony Snicket.
Jan 27th
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Anonymous asked: I am sexually attracted to you through your words. That's definitely a new experience for me, and I apologise profusely if this comes across as creepy. I just think you're mesmerising. A truly beautiful individual.
Jan 27th
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Important!
Everything on this blog has been written by me unless stated otherwise. Please, please, please keep this in mind and be respectful when sharing my work. The amount of times I’ve seen my art copy/pasted without credit within the last 24 hours alone is fucking ridiculous.
Jan 27th
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“Life is purposeless. Don’t be shocked. The whole idea of purpose is wrong — it...”
– Osho  (via thinkharmony)
Jan 27th
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Today I will bundle up all of the pain that exists inside of me and play around with it until I’ve created something beautiful.
Jan 27th
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“Become loving. When you are in the embrace, become the embrace. Become the kiss....”
– Osho (via bodymindandsoul)
Jan 26th
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Depending on the context of your dream, to see fire in your dream can symbolize destruction, passion, desire, illumination, purification, transformation, enlightenment, or anger. It may suggest that something old is passing and something new is entering into your life. To dream of a forest fire, indicates that transformation and regeneration is only possible through some hardships.
Jan 26th
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“A legal kiss is never as good as a stolen one.”
– Guy de Maupassant.
Jan 23rd
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The silk of your skin.
The sunbeams in your eyes were at their prettiest when words curled from my lips with the softness of cigarette smoke. “You can fuck me when the light is right,” I breathed, and from that moment forward every touch became a part of one divine secret. When strands of my hair brushed your stomach the sound was something like a silken whisper, and the haunting glow cast over our skin by the stars...
Jan 22nd
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Unusual, sensual words in the English language.
Basorexia: An overwhelming desire to kiss. Cataglottism: Kissing using the tongue. Cheiloproclitic: Being attracted to a person’s lips. Colposinquanonia: Estimating a woman’s beauty based on her chest. Gymnophoria: The sensation that someone is mentally undressing you. Krukolibidinous: The act of staring at someone’s crotch. Lygerastia: The condition of one who is only...
Jan 20th
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Sleeping without a blanket.
Winter pinched my pink skin on the night that we first fell in love. You breathed my name out into the fragrant air and my giggles adorned the breeze like silver bells; tinkling and floating to the floor with a soft thud once the joke was over. I’ve never encountered a creature like you before. You’re textures and touches and tastes that my senses can’t distinguish; so vivid, almost unworldly. I...
Jan 19th
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To dream that you have a bruise may suggest that you need to accept the consequences of your actions. Consider the symbolism of the specific part of your body that is bruised. To dream that your neck is injured or sore, indicates a separation between your heart and mind. There is a literal disconnect between how you feel and what you think. You are feeling conflicted.
Jan 18th
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“Flowers are going to come forever, but don’t cling to one flower. Otherwise soon...”
– Osho (via illuminatedbeing)
Jan 16th
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Fuck staying in bed all day and wishing that things could have been different. Fuck excuses. Fuck complaining. Fuck the ache in my chest and his scent that lingers on my pillows. Fuck this whole sitting-alone-and-being-heartbroken bullshit that I have going on right now; it’s counterproductive and a waste of energy. I’m going to write this book. I’m going to pursue stripping as a career, and...
Jan 15th
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“Make a radical change in your lifestyle and begin to boldly do things which you...”
– John Krakauer (via benevolecents)
Jan 15th
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I’m falling in love with so many people, places and things.
Jan 14th
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I am grateful and so, so lucky. I am progressing in life by making intuitive and informed decisions. I am always making an effort to act with compassion and understanding. I am learning from each and every experience. I am healing the world. I am a beacon. I am making a positive impact on the people around me. I am an inspiration. I am utilising my talents. I am always creating. I am unaffected by...
Jan 13th
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Solar plexus.
We bend around each other without breaking. It’s comfortable, I’m comfortable. You’re tastes and you’re tingles. You’re lights and sounds and colours. Sometimes when we’re both asleep I rest my head in the crook of your shoulder and dream about seashells. Maybe one day I’ll put my ear to your chest and hear the ocean’s whispers. None of this feels...
Jan 13th
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Sometimes I find it difficult to describe the meaning of my tattoo to certain people as there is no direct translation to English. This is the most simple yet comprehensive definition that I’ve found so far: Like a disease, once we really face the fact that suffering exists, we can look more deeply and discover it’s cause; and when we discover that the cause is dependent on certain conditions,...
Jan 2nd
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“Most people’s lives are run by desire and fear. Desire is the need to add...”
– Eckhart Tolle (via illuminatedbeing)
Jan 2nd
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Sometimes I wonder if social networking websites are really what they seem. I feel like these domains that allow us to “connect and share with the people in our lives” have the potential to become every corrupt government’s best friend, because the little online worlds that we create for ourselves keep us so damn preoccupied. Websites like Facebook thrive because its users are interested in...
Jan 2nd
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Remembering to breathe.
A refreshing sense of clarity has followed me into the new year, and I’ve allowed myself to be comforted by the knowledge that my body, mind, and spirit are synchronised and in tact. Everything is so splendid to me in this moment. The strands of hair tickling my face and the soft breaths that grace the skin of my lungs – they’re all so beautiful. There really are no words to describe this...
Jan 1st
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