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showslow:

Sometimes the hardest thing to do is just to be quiet (presso Lido di Lugano)

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"Ma’am, do you know how fast you were going?"

When I seat myself at my desolate excuse for a table, the words bleed out of me like an open vein. I hemorrhage poetry for you like a mangled body on the train tracks. My mind races at illegal speeds while my hand trembles miles behind, struggling to keep up. 

 It is you, always – only you. Your eyes, your fingers, your lips, your tongue. 

twatswag:

i have to be funny because being hot is not an option

(via fake-mermaid)

7th September

You’re my home away from home,
My retreat and abode.

A roof in a rainstorm,
A tunnel through a mountain.

The idea of you is delectable,
The taste of you divine.

We weren’t made for each other,
But oh, how we fit.  

Am I being too obvious?

You’re smart and you’re funny,
You’re gorgeous and so polite.

And all I ever am,
Is sober,
Or too drunk.