The Bluest Eye

Love is never any better than the lover. Wicked people love wickedly, violent people love violently, weak people love weakly, stupid people love stupidly.

we bicker, we pout, we complain we disagree…yet we share this flame with each other that turns all those emotions into ash.

:)

anyone who starts doubting details will end by doubting life itself

Barrington Levy Here I Come

We’re all going to die, all of us, what a circus! That alone should make us love each other but it doesn’t. We are terrorized and flattened by trivialities, we are eaten up by nothing.

— Charles Bukowski 

Lovage - Every One Has A Summer

lol.

Till it happens to you-Corinne Bailey Rae

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I have perceiv’d that to be with those I like is enough,
To stop in company with the rest at evening is enough,
To be surrounded by beautiful, curious, breathing, laughing flesh is enough,
To pass among them or touch any one, or rest my arm ever so lightly
round his or her neck for a moment, what is this then?
I do not ask any more delight, I swim in it as in a sea.