Bohemian Joy

corners: newpianosa:(via agenerousdesigner)

Fri, 04 Dec 2009 23:27:14 -0500

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"It’s so hard to forget pain, but it’s even harder to remember sweetness. We have no scar to show..."

Fri, 04 Dec 2009 22:44:15 -0500

““It’s so hard to forget pain, but it’s even harder to remember sweetness.
We have no scar to show for happiness. We learn so little from peace.””

- Chuck Palahniuk (via kari-shma) (via quote-book)

thejoyofrain: k8now: arshley: teatime-with-nikki MEATballz! ...

Fri, 04 Dec 2009 22:35:59 -0500

thejoyofrain:

k8now:

arshley:

teatime-with-nikki

MEATballz!

The ice is getting thinner (via Sunniva.)

Fri, 04 Dec 2009 22:35:09 -0500

The ice is getting thinner (via Sunniva.)

"It’s a good thing to turn your mind upside down now and then, like an hour-glass, to let the..."

Fri, 04 Dec 2009 22:31:17 -0500

“It’s a good thing to turn your mind upside down now and then, like an hour-glass, to let the particles run the other way”

- Christopher Morley (via thejoyofrain)

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Fri, 04 Dec 2009 00:05:12 -0500

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.la douleur exquise.

Thu, 03 Dec 2009 20:11:39 -0500

.la douleur exquise.

the one ~ (via miss*s (busy))

Thu, 03 Dec 2009 20:02:19 -0500

the one ~ (via miss*s (busy))

"Garden-variety euphoria can come from any old erotic act. Any old orgasm carries with it a shredded..."

Sun, 29 Nov 2009 10:50:17 -0500

“

Garden-variety euphoria can come from any old erotic act. Any old orgasm carries with it a shredded scrap of euphoria, like the handkerchief in an old man’s suit. But only the unexpected erotic act bears the license for full-on transporting elation. Real 100% genuine accept-no-substitutes euphoria requires that experiencing something radical. It shakes the foundation. It creates question. It changes. It has made men cry….

…In your dark days, you can count these euphoric moments like rosary beads. The time you remained fully clothed as you carefully disrobed another laying waste to his jacket, his tie, his shirt, his shoes, his socks, his pants, his t-shirt and finally his man panties, until he lied on your bed like a creamy white éclair and then you ate him up, fucked and ate him until he swum in his own happy sauce. You recall the time you slowly fingerbanged this woman until the juice of her sloppy cunt ran dripping to your elbow, her pussy ululating like an anemone, her voice singing beatific songs. You summon the time you spread your ass and slowly, incrementally, lowered yourself onto a man’s cock with sadistic precision. You recollect the moment you and your lover spread yourselves across the sky and your celestial fucking made new worlds and fresh galaxies.

You remember the most recent euphoric gifting. A man on a bed, his face in the pillow, his hips canted up, his pelvis a bridge, his cock pointed down like a pillar, the air still with fierce expectation. You knelt behind him, placed a palm on his sacroiliac. You murmured something—anything—some platitude, and then you carefully shoved a hunk of metal into this man’s ass. You remember seeing this man’s body relax with a shudder as this not-quite-acknowledged fantasy suddenly appeared fully dressed like Athena from the brow of Zeus. You remember his ecstatic stillness, a quiet that belied the wild and the dancing and the insuperable pleasure and his unmistakable euphoria.

You liked it, this gifting, each and every time. You look to it in your solitude, and you look for it in your future. You know it’s more than erotic karma, it’s bigger than perverse power, it’s larger than your ego. You give this delirious gift, and you yourself are transported. You make this man, or that one, or maybe that woman come into something new, and you suffer a sudden apotheosis. You are a god.

”

- Absolutely. Filthy. Fucking. Gorgeous.

http://filthygorgeousthings.com/euphoria/the-gift-of-euphoria

(via chelseanico)

Sat, 28 Nov 2009 21:43:44 -0500

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"If you place a fern under a stone the next day it will be nearly invisible as if the stone..."

Fri, 27 Nov 2009 23:01:54 -0500

“

If you place a fern
under a stone
the next day it will be
nearly invisible
as if the stone has
swallowed it.

If you tuck the name of a loved one
under your tongue too long
without speaking it
it becomes blood
sigh
the little sucked-in breath of air
hiding everywhere
beneath your words.

No one sees
the fuel that feeds you.

~Naomi Shihab Nye

”

- Hidden by Naomi Shihab Nye

Tight (via Cade)

Fri, 27 Nov 2009 20:56:51 -0500

Tight (via Cade)

"I don’t believe that life is supposed to make you feel good, or to make you feel miserable either...."

Fri, 27 Nov 2009 20:56:25 -0500

“I don’t believe that life is supposed to make you feel good, or to make you feel miserable either. Life is just supposed to make you feel.”

- Gloria Naylor (via julie911) (via booklover)

(via misswallflower)

Fri, 27 Nov 2009 20:55:19 -0500

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"And they say there is no fate, but there is: it’s what you create. And even though the world..."

Fri, 27 Nov 2009 20:52:25 -0500

“And they say there is no fate, but there is: it’s what you create. And even though the world goes on for eons and eons, you are only here for a fraction of a fraction of a second. Most of your time is spent being dead or not yet born. But while alive, you wait in vain, wasting years, for a phone call or a letter or a look from someone or something to make it all right. And it never comes or it seems to but it doesn’t really. And so you spend your time in vague regret or vaguer hope that something good will come along. Something to make you feel connected, something to make you feel whole, something to make you feel loved. And the truth is I feel so angry, and the truth is I feel so fucking sad, and the truth is I’ve felt so fucking hurt for so fucking long and for just as long I’ve been pretending I’m OK, just to get along, just for, I don’t know why, maybe because no one wants to hear about my misery, because they have their own. Well, fuck everybody. Amen.”

- Synecdoche, New York (2008) - Memorable quotes

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Fri, 27 Nov 2009 20:49:50 -0500

thelovelybones:

suicideunderground:nostalgicdreams:haleyworldeater:saintsandliars

(via misswallflower)

Fri, 27 Nov 2009 20:49:13 -0500

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"I have scars on my hands from touching certain people."

Fri, 27 Nov 2009 20:39:58 -0500

“I have scars on my hands from touching certain people.”

- J.D. Salinger (via align) (via scout) (via unicornology)
(via scintilla) (via finallyseeing)

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Fri, 27 Nov 2009 19:13:01 -0500

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"There are a million ways to bleed. But you are by far my favorite."

Thu, 26 Nov 2009 23:22:13 -0500

“There are a million ways to bleed. But you are by far my favorite.”

- I Wrote This For You (via finallyseeing)