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I think he’s very lonely. Lonelier than he lets on. Maybe lonelier than he even realizes.

The Royal Tenenbaums (2001), Dir. Wes Anderson (via wnq-movies)

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old f/r/iend

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D Ø R S A L www.WarrenKeelan.com www.instagram.com/WarrenKeelan

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I’ve had so many knives stuck into me, when they hand me a flower, I can’t quite make out what it is. It takes time.

Charles Bukowski (via henretta84)

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i am afraid that if i open myself i will not stop pouring. (why do i fear becoming a river. what mountain gave me such shame.)

Jamie Oliveira, “Erosion” (via wordsnquotes)

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AUTOPLAY.   /  PERSONALS DO NOT TOUCH.

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teasing,   talking,   touching ..     the outsider had seen many men get on their knees and beg for a glimpse at his appearance,  the adoration and devotion ranging from a prayer at bedside to animal sacrifice   /   dancing covered in the blood of those honored to be slaughtered in his name.  never,  once,  did he ask for these unnecessary deaths  ;     there was no manual to attract his interest,  no matter what some individuals believed.   but   ...    when they did,   he did not hide it.

in the past months,   daud had been the man to spark intrigue within outsider’s cold, dead heart.  a young man with a handsome face and a voice pleasing to the ears,  a future so enigmatic and eager to shift   -----   how could he not be attracted to this man, literally, figuratively ;  physically?    as the cloud of shadow dissipated,   his form became stable and he stepped down from the shrine.   few men had lived to see the outsider’s small frame compared to their own,  the levitating creating the illusion of height, of mystery.  as he preferred it.     

“ you have returned, ”    lips curled into a slight smile,  the enjoyment of daud’s mere presence obvious from his tone   (  the events from before were still fresh in his mind, played over and over and over again ).  “ i did not expect to see you so soon. ” 

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He clings to his hate so stubbornly, because once the hate is gone he’ll have no other choice but to deal with his pain.

(via pxrcelaintosteels)

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ghghg lms for a starter i guess.

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By  Joe Curtin

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i am not what you think i am

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“I do not miss childhood, but I miss the way I took pleasure in small things, even as greater things crumbled. I could not control the world I was in, could not walk away from things or people or moments that hurt, but I took joy in the things that made me happy.”

— Neil Gaiman, The Ocean at the End of the Lane