December 2011
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“I will remember the kisses
our lips raw with love
and how you gave me...”
– Charles Bukowski, Raw With Love (via christclub)
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clavicola:
If I could kiss the palms of your soul I would.
Tell me: Are we two faces or a vase?
When we lay with our heads turned inward and our hands pressed together in prayer I can’t tell which is more real:
the two of us or the space in between.
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“But as soon as we started to talk about books and the subject of Bukowski came...”
– Sticky is a slut 