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March 2012

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Au Cinema, Lianne La Havas

time to find out where the story goes,
sat hip to hip with the curtains closed
watching ourselves, au cinema…

Mar 30, 201215 notes
#Lianne La Havas #Music
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P.S. Live Love Laugh: Long morning. Bad morning. irritating morning. → thatse.tumblr.com

thatse:

Woke up at 7:30 this morning, got dressed, and got on the road.

I was on the road from Statesboro about 15 minutes away from Dublin on my way to a job interview in Atlanta. They call me and say “We are so sorry! Aren’t you in Statesboro?! We forgot, we didn’t mean to make you drive all the way to…

Relax love and breathe. Congrats on your interview; you better nail it! Stay positive. The devil/evil egos/bad energy will always try to derail you in weird ways - by distracting you from the blessings you have or mounting obstacles in your way. Good thing you have two feet made from the hands of God and that you should always stand tall on, okay? Staaaaaay positive and stay beautiful :) I wish I saw you around more. :) Have a good rest of the day, Erica

Mar 28, 20122 notes

thefuckinrealest:

Word as long as my husband keeps me happy, I’ll be cooking..cleaning, basically whatever he wants. When I’m happy, it’s hard to say no.

Mar 27, 201230 notes
All a Dream Big Mike

don’t trust any slimy motherfucker that don’t listen to this before or after playin dom k’s grindin (niggas outchea shinin). none.

Mar 27, 20120 notes
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#really some shit i'd do/i've done
Thunder Love Little Dragon

Little Dragon- Thunder Love

“I’m gonna sleep,
I’m gonna sleep under the stars until the end.
Till your touch say time will begin
I’m gonna love until the bitter end.”

Mar 27, 201268 notes
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Mar 27, 201211,920 notes
Cliche (freewrite)

i long for words like spring:
blossoming, undiscovered; 
sticky with virgin wetness.
but we tend to exchange
beaten paths of discourse,
worn with dust. we lap up
rotting words til we choke
them out again, you & me.
don’t you long for something
new? 

if i could carve a new home 
for only you, in me, i would.
if i could kiss new words in
your mouth, i would. i would,
but let’s try and work with
what we got. us. 

Mar 27, 20124 notes
#otherwriting
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Weary Amel Larrieux

weary

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#one day #hopefully soon
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