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I carry your heart with me (I carry it in my heart)I am never without it (anywhere
I go you go,my dear; and whatever is done by only me is your doing,my darling)
I fear no fate (for you are my fate,my sweet)I want no world (for beautiful you are my world,my true)
and it’s you are whatever a moon has always meant and whatever a sun will always sing is you

here is the deepest secret nobody knows
(here is the root of the root and the bud of the bud and the sky of the sky of a tree called life; which grows
higher than the soul can hope or mind can hide)
and this is the wonder that’s keeping the stars apart

I carry your heart (I carry it in my heart).


- e.e. cummings (via observando)


me at the family event: well actually gender is just a social construct and only exists as a lubricant for the Capitalist Machine

(via whatthebec)

"I love you without knowing how, or when, or from where. I love you simply, without problems or pride: I love you in this way because I do not know any other way of loving but this, in which there is no I or you, so intimate that your hand upon my chest is my hand, so intimate that when I fall asleep your eyes close."

- Pablo Neruda, 100 Love Sonnets (via observando)

"I love you as certain dark things are to be loved,
in secret, between the shadow and the soul."

- Pablo Neruda, 100 Love Sonnets (via observando)

"You,” he said, “are a terribly real thing in a terribly false world, and that, I believe, is why you are in so much pain."

- Emilie Autumn, The Asylum for Wayward Victorian Girls  (via corvidae-and-crossroads)

(via damnyoulauren)

"Come lay with me. I wanna talk about nothing with someone that means something."

- (via whendusksettles)

(via girlvswhale)

What she said.

And every night I fall asleep earlier
because right now you’re only
in my dreams.


Thirty Umrigar, The World We Found