January 2011
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“If you don’t like something, change it. If you can’t change it, change your...”
– Maya Angelou (via kari-shma)
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“I like to see people reunited, maybe that’s a silly thing, but what can I say, I...”
– Extremely Loud And Incredibly Close (via casimms)
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Jan 22nd
For love always is real, everyday. →
“All of your senses are heightened as his lips, soft and gentle, yet insistent and unrelenting, move in rhythm with yours. With each breath, each touch, you feel music all around you, as though your hearts and bodies are composing a symphony meant only for your ears and his. You know he can hear it too because his pulse is racing and his other arm finds its way around you, drawing you...
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Alarm Pillow
It gently vibrates at the given hour, to wake you up with a buzz. And if you don’t get out of the bed, your head-weight acts as the snooze trigger. I need one.
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“We will make our own thunderstorm in my bedroom tonight.”
– Troposphere-The Moving Stills (via whenyouloveme)
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The Mist
Yogi: (in the bedroom) Babe? Did you just make a stinky?
Me: No...
Me: (seconds later) Wait... do you smell that?
Yogi: It's not me.
Me: (whispers) Do you think it's from the toilet?
Yogi: I think it is.... FER!
Fer: What?
Yogi: Did you closed the lid?
Fer: Oh shit! Did I not flush? (runs to the bathroom)
Yogi: You always tell me to flush and close the lid after I dump.
Fer: (Sprays the air freshener)
Yogi: (to me) My smell goes across the apartment. Fer's makes U-turns into our bedroom.
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