sonder

dictionaryofobscuresorrows:

n. the realization that each random passerby is living a life as vivid and complex as your own—populated with their own ambitions, friends, routines, worries and inherited craziness—an epic story that continues invisibly around you like an anthill sprawling deep…

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Sexual tension, I need an extension, this is hard, I’m a bard, but I’m worth your attention.

Deja poo: The feeling that you’ve heard this crap before …

Lover/Fighter/Writer

umustcreate:

I’m not a lover
and I’m not a fighter;
I’m a writer.

I will love you through epic poetry,
letters arranged in fridge magnets,
books dedicated to you, journals of
our lives and days and nights.

I will fight for you with metaphor,
with imagery and language so
strong it will make a grown man
heave a sigh and cry.

I am a lover
and I am a fighter;
I am a writer.

Listen up …

pamelabeesly:

beardedjears:

No one likes the word moist.

No one.

Let’s just stop using it.

trevor eats moist panties

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ten·u·ous

words-roll-off-my-tongue:

[ten-yoo-uhs]

adjective

  1. thin or slender in form, as a thread.
  2. lacking a sound basis, as reasoning; unsubstantiated; weak: a tenuous argument.
  3. thin in consistency; rare or rarefied.
  4. of slight importance or significance; unsubstantial: He holds a rather tenuous position in history.
  5. lacking in clarity; vague: He gave a rather tenuous account of his past life.

How I am feeling today …

"Literacy is a bridge from misery to hope. It is a tool for daily life in modern society. It is a bulwark against poverty, and a building block of development, an essential complement to investments in roads, dams, clinics and factories. Literacy is a platform for democratization, and a vehicle for the promotion of cultural and national identity. Especially for girls and women, it is an agent of family health and nutrition. For everyone, everywhere, literacy is, along with education in general, a basic human right…. Literacy is, finally, the road to human progress and the means through which every man, woman and child can realize his or her full potential."

Kofi Annan

War Within

O Creature of habit,

Why doth thou choose to dwell inside my mortal frame?

Want that I would run, to sneak, to steal, away

Yet your twisted talons pierce my desperate flesh

Tugging until I cry out in pain, too frail to flee

Pity me for I am kept, with eyes reaching

But knowing I must stay and slay this foul beast within

If I am ever to be free.

"I will meet you on the nape of your neck one day,
on the surface of intention, word becoming act.
We will breathe into each other the high mountain tales,
where the snows come from, where the waters begin."

- Luke Davies, from In the yellow time of pollen

Poetry

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