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Youth - Daughter

And if you’re still breathing, you’re the lucky ones.

'Cause most of us are heaving through corrupted lungs.

Setting fire to our insides for fun

Collecting names of the lovers that went wrong

The lovers that went wrong.

…in that drunken place
you would
like to hand your heart to her
and say
touch it
but then
give it back.

Charles Bukowski, The People Look Like Flowers at Last (via introspectivepoet)
She scares the hell out of me and calms my soul at the same time. Maybe that’s what love is—a total contradiction that somehow balances out.
Where You Are (Tammara Webber)

(Source: wordsthat-speak)


you wrote your name on my heart in permanent marker but only let me write on yours in pencil

(Source: unstartling)


Someone told me I would like the song Her by The Code, so I listened to it. I LOVE IT.