La pintura hiperrealista de Lee Price.

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drapetomania [noum] An overwhelming urge to run away

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"

My body is covered in bruises
and sobriety no longer agrees with me.
This morning I woke up freezing,
covered in debts and unsaid apologies.

You wouldn’t like me now.
My mouth is this dry graveyard of mistakes.
My eyes are clouding over.
I’ve been covering up the smell of loss
with whiskey and burnt bridges.
It’s a nail twisting through the ribs now,
it’s all dirty knees and dark tunnels.

Still, there is a boy or two trying to love me
like fire alarms love buildings they echo through.
They don’t understand, love is not a force
that can fix or save or heal.

"

Clementine von Radics, ”This Morning” (via clementinevonradics)

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Mariemont High School’s 1958 prom.

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visual-poetry:

»the morning after« by lindsay bottos-sewell

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Liars?

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"He didn’t want to fall in love. He wasn’t coming to see her any more — already she had haunted too many of his ways."

F. Scott Fitzgerald, The Beautiful and Damned (via fitzgeraldquotes)

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Mistery characters created by David Lynch, by Daniel Niary

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Little Free Library brings literature to the streets of NYC.

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