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I think about you. But I don’t say it anymore.
If they ask you about me, tell them “She was the only girl who loved me with honesty, and I broke her.”
Shahrazad al-Khalij (via travelingnymph)
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When she says that you are like every other man that she’s ever met, her words will shift into an angry hive of winged insults. They will sting you in places calamine lotion won’t heal. They will build a nest in the medicine cabinet of your throat. You feel them when you speak.
On this day, you pride will have PTSD.
The citizenship of your smile will get revoked.
It’ll hide inside of your face like it’s afraid of being deported.
Her name will gyrate in your stomach twenty four hours before a storm hits your city.
Your heart will become a dusty piano is the basement of a church and she will play you when no one is looking.
Now you understand why it’s called an organ.
When she looks at the clearance rack of items in her life and tries to put you on a hanger next to men with amateur stitching, she is clearly forgetting the mountains you’ve placed in wheelbarrows simply because she asked them to be moved.
Remind her that your collar still tastes like salt from all the oceans that she has cried into your shoulder.
Show her the bags underneath your eyes from all the nights you’ve spent listening to her talk about crippled relationships.
Make her look at your hands.
Let her see the leftover super-glue from the day her self-esteem turned into a model airplane with no instructions.
Ask her, if you are so much like these other men…
Why are you the only one still here?
“Like Every Other Man” - Rudy Francisco (via fuckyeahrudyfrancisco)
SOMEONE TEXTED ME WITH THE WRONG NUMBER AND I PLAYED ALONG I’M GOING TO HELL I KNOW IT
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“faster,” i moaned. “why won’t this page load faster?”
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IS THIS A FUCKING RAINBOW CHEESECAKE?????
I AM FUCKING MAKING THIS.
Original Video: How to Make Rainbow Cheesecake
Reblogging for future reference.
I made a rainbow cake for my first college party. I covered it in black frosting and dusted it with white sprinkles so it would be very dramatic when it was cut into. The cake was thrown onto a table with a bunch of other desserts and kind of forgotten about; the host had taken it from me with a look of ‘I can’t believe this idiot freshman made a fucking black cake.’
Cue two hours later when someone cut into it and screamed, “JESUS FUCKING CHRIST, COME AND SEE THIS CAKE.”
After that, I had more friends than I knew what to do with.
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But never have I been a blue calm sea
I have always been a storm.
Stevie Nicks (via lonachu)
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Going Back to the Roots with Henrique Oliveira’s Transarquitetônica
To see more photos and videos from Transarquitetônica, explore the MAC USP location page and browse the #henriqueoliveira hashtag.
Brazilian artist Henrique Oliveira invites spectators to step inside his latest artwork and explore a giant wooden maze at São Paulo Museum MAC. His largest installation to date, Transarquitetônica is a 70 meter (229.66 ft) interactive sculpture made of tapumes, a plywood material traditionally used for cheap housing in Brazil. As the piece’s name suggests, Oliveira’s work speaks to the concept of time and evolution. Spectators discover spaces of contrast, as certain areas reference today’s modern architecture while sprawling branches symbolize man’s first dwelling.
