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New poetry part 2?

Dear you,

Think thoughts worth thinking -

which is always thoughts.

you cannot control what drifts in to your pretty little mind box - 

and shouldn’t need to.

these thoughts are not wrong, or forbidden or vulgar or awesome - they are just you thoughts - you rule them as a Lord did his bands.

it’s alright, it’s alright, it’s alright,

no mind has been known enough for all of the world to understand how yours, MY world to understand how your work may work and what may drift through.

No need to think about thinking too much - 

Just be, and you will be where you need and with any thoughts you have, be with them. and be with me, too.

4 days ago
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thedailywhat:

Supercut of the Day: It really was inevitable:

You weren’t asking for this, but now it’s in your way: Our “Call Me Maybe” supercut video, featuring 75 of the most viral covers, lip dubs, dance numbers and artistic reinterpretations of the Carly Rae Jepsen jam that [Popdust] just dubbed the best song of 2012′s first half. If you thought the song was intoxicating before, just wait till you see it performed on accordian, lip synched by three shirtless dudes in a river, and danced to by an overzealous girl alone in a closed Burger King.

[crushable]

1 week ago
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You have to let me go.

(via scorssese)

1 week ago
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‎1950's lyrics:Love me tender, love me true, all my dreams fulfilled. For, my darling, I love you, and I always will.
1960's lyrics:When the girl in your arms is the girl in your heart, then you've got everything.
1970's lyrics:I hope you don't mind that I put down in words, how wonderful life is while you're in the world.
2012 lyrics:Almost drowned in her pussy so I swam to her butt.
1 week ago
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New poetry?

Scraping off a layer of epidermis to expose again

again and again, the frail but sought after structure that keeps your blue blood hidden.

Follicles and finger prints are the only evidence of your existence.

Earlobes eloping from and elongated neckline.

Successive pictures of smooth strokes slip between secrets smiles and sorted sight lines of mistaken and undecided audience members.

Not knowing, or who should care is the only way to sort through thrill of images ande ghost-less films. 

4 days ago
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He who lives in harmony with himself lives in harmony with the universe.