Adults with children's faces.

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Posted on 1st Sep at 1:12 AM, with 1,195 notes
"I know
I should have given up on you months ago
I should have deleted your number
The texts
The pictures
I did
I deleted them two months ago
I know that we broke up six months ago
I just couldn’t part with them
They are gone now
so are you
No matter how many things I delete
I can’t erase the memories
When that song comes on and you’d always lean in and kiss me
Or the song we would sing karaoke too
And I would dance
You’d sing
And we would slow dance at the end of the song
Or the way you’d joke about our future babies
How they would have an amazing tan
and how I would make a great mom
You’d ask me to read to you in bed
And you would actually act interested
I know you don’t have a clue about the veins your body
But you’d try
The way you grabbed my ass and made that Chinese family very uncomfortable
And I couldn’t stop laughing
I couldn’t understand what they said but there gestures showed they were appalled
I still have the chocolates
And the flowers
I can’t forget about the time you prayed and thanked God for me
Or when you’d look over at me and smile and I knew that you were in love
We never said it
But we never had to
Our eyes said the words we were too scared to say
My forehead misses your kisses
And my waist misses your hands
I don’t really believe your gone
I know your hers and you’re not mine
And I just need to move on
When I close my eyes I see you smiling
I see you handing me the leash that night we walked your dogs and they actually walked me
It was raining so hard
Instead of running inside we kissed outside until we were so cold we had to go in
We showered together under the hot water
And I knew that I could never love anyone else like I love you
Remember that time when you told me now badly you wanted me
And that you wouldn’t ever let anyone hurt me
I told you that I wouldn’t ever hurt you and I trusted you with all my heart
I took you to my parents and they loved you just as much as you loved me
when you held Natalie’s hand and she called you uncle
Or when my mom called you son
The priest still asks where you are
I tell him that we broke up
And he said all good things take time
Maybe I shouldn’t let go
I saw you two together
I hate to say this
But your eyes didn’t sparkle
And her hands didn’t touch yours
You weren’t smiling
And you looked at me with so much passion
I thought we were going to run into each other’s arms
But we didn’t
You looked unhappy
And you looked at me like maybe you made a mistake
I won’t ruin whatever it is you have with her
But if you see this poem
It’s my way of saying you can always come back"
I miss him so much (via lipglossandpoetry)
Posted on 1st Sep at 1:06 AM, with 512 notes
I would live the fuck out of that room
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I would live the fuck out of that room

Posted on 1st Sep at 1:05 AM, with 248 notes

Rachell Sumpter (b. 1972 Los Angeles, CA, USA) - Ghosts, 2009 Gouache, Pastels on Paper 
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Rachell Sumpter (b. 1972 Los Angeles, CA, USA) - Ghosts, 2009 Gouache, Pastels on Paper 

Posted on 30th Aug at 9:39 AM, with 5,821 notes


Who wore it better

Who the fuck you think

Posted on 30th Aug at 8:57 AM, with 474,365 notes


I tried to scroll past this. I really did.

Posted on 26th Aug at 11:57 PM, with 1,035 notes

Karl Alexander Wilke
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Karl Alexander Wilke

Posted on 26th Aug at 11:51 PM, with 424 notes
"The truth is that the Devil is very cunning. The truth is that he is not always as ugly as they say."
 J.Cazotte’s The Devil in Love. (via petitepoche)
Posted on 26th Aug at 11:50 PM, with 196 notes


Aethereal works by Наталья Смирнова (Natalia Smirnova). Thx to some online-translating-machine (oh wonders of the mighty net!) I was able to track the artist down - discovered via demoniality.

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