asylum-art:

French artist Mademoiselle Maurice created this gorgeous map of the world with rainbow-colored drips of water. This piece, along with other artworks, will be on display at the artist’s solo exhibition Colors are the New Black until mid-July at the Backside Gallery in Marseille, France. via MyModernMet

http://of-antimatter.tumblr.com/post/97801919098/lets-pretend-that-this-means-something-your

of-antimatter:

Let’s pretend that this means something:
your hands are holding mine, your eyes are looking 
only at me—only at me—so this ought to mean something.
Let’s pretend that you smiling as you whisper 
into my ear means something. I don’t know what it
means, but let’s pretend, even for a while, that 
we have our own little bubble when we’re together,
and everyone sees that—everyone sees we’re happy, 
that there has never been two people together that fit so well 
like they’ve been searching for each other their whole lives.
Let’s pretend you falling silent when I’m laughing
means something, I don’t know, it should have meant something.
Let’s pretend it’s god, you’re beautiful that you’re muttering,
instead of there’s something we need to talk about
Let’s pretend, let’s pretend, let’s keep pretending,
let’s stay in our own little bubble, let’s stay happy together,
let’s not say things aren’t meant to be, let’s not say goodbye
like it’s all too easy, like it didn’t happen at all,
please don’t tell me to give up on my feelings,
please don’t ask me to move on, let’s keep pretending,
no, don’t let go of my hand, don’t look at me like that—
I don’t want to say the dream’s over, this has to mean something;
                  I can still do this. 
                  I can still pretend you love me too.

I like the way your hands
move in the sunlight. Even better,
I like the way your hands move
against skin that does not
belong to you. You say so much
but really you keep the most
important words to yourself.
Or better yet, you write that chaotic
mess of meaning into poetry.
How do you do it? How can you
love so many but insist
that you do not deserve
the same love in return? I’ve never
met someone as selfless
as you. I’ve never come across
another person who is able to
give others the amount of hope
that you do. So why not give
some of that energy to yourself?
You’ve spent so much of your time
trying to fix the broken pieces
of those who will just leave
once they are patched up.
Do you think that’s fair? Do you
think that’s love? Have you tried
stitching up your own wounds
before using that thread
on someone who will only end up
tearing it out. Now I know that this
reads more like a lesson
than it does a love poem,
but I am being aggressive because
I love you more than anyone
could ever promise. I hope you
don’t hate me after this. I hope
you don’t see your faults
as flaws, or your dedication
as something that should be
removed. You are beautiful,
and you are as gentle as the way
the morning kisses the mist.
So please, try to love yourself
more. Try to see that you are
much more than a nurturer
to the weak. Try to see that you
need love just as much
as those who have been swallowed
by their own darkness.
You radiate so much light
that I know it can be hard to see
the shadows in your eyes.
But I see them, and I know you are
not as strong as you say.
So turn over your open sign,
lock the doors and use your time
off to say to yourself what you
always seem to say to others;
you are beautiful and you will
survive, I promise. Because if
there is anyone that can turn
their pain into poetry, their pain
into a new way of healing,
it’s you.

"A love poem to myself," - Colleen Brown (via larmoyante)

(Source: mostlyfiction)

thepaperheartsociety:

June | 2014
I want you with all your aching cradled in your chest, with every smile hiding behind your teeth, with your soul cracked open and your heart undone. 

thepaperheartsociety:

June | 2014

I want you with all your aching cradled in your chest, with every smile hiding behind your teeth, with your soul cracked open and your heart undone. 

wirelessinfidelity:

unit03:

deafeningechoes:

lunabriluna:

cartelgathering:

kwills88:

This is so much better than that “kissing strangers for the first time” video

One of the guys is from Victorious. I liked this though.

I loved this.. So much better than the kissing one.

This is fantastic

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And in that moment, at least half of those people found out they are kinkier than they thought they were. 

Unrequited sucks, eh?

sexpressoh:

tall-soy-latte:

muppetmayhem:

icantbelieveijoined:

trevorstmcgoodbody:

badtvblog:

Don’t watch this if you’re soaked in gasoline because it will warm your heart and you will burn to death and die.

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THE END

Friendly reminder classic moments like these with the kids are entirely unscripted.

this kid was always my favourite.

AWEEEEE

(Source: youtube.com)