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Oh the bitten mouth, oh the kissed limbs,
oh the hungering teeth, oh the entwined bodies.

Oh the mad coupling of hope and force
in which we merged and despaired.

And the tenderness, light as water and as flour.
And the word scarcely begun on the lips.

—   Pablo Neruda, A Song of Despair (via camilla-macauley)   —

Every time I get mad, I grab my hammer and make a bookshelf or something. (Anthony Mackie by Nicholas Maggio)

illumahottie:

R U WHITES MAD OR NAH?

malpuesto:

I asked la taquera about the C grade and she responded, “Pues un ‘C’ es mas mejor que un ‘No.’”

Dangerous - Big Data

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i guess i’m gonna see arcade fire w/ my sister!!