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"He looked at me like I was crazy. Most of my lovers do, and that’s partly why they love me, and partly why they leave."
Jeanette Winterson

(Source: rabbitinthemoon, via daddyfuckedme)

My boyfriend tho.


I’m sorry I called you ‘dude’ I didn’t know you were a pansexual gender fluid non-binary moca frappuccino with dual acting hydraulic cylinder and leather grip swiss army knife 

who identifies as female 

Anonymous: *were


Anonymous: Maybe you feel alone because you treat people like shit and throw them away like yesterday's trash

Obviously you we’re the trash.


what if there was a show where every character was gay and you had the token straight guy character who acted really stereotypical and was into cars beers and women and everyone was like OH STRAIGHT LARRY YOU’RE SO FUNNY AND STRAIGHT

(via wreckno)


The Rambling Chapel:

Sipping communion wine from a jar.
Holed up in some wood lined dive.
Verbalizing a new world peace.
With the sincerest hugs and kisses.
These truest ‘I love you’s come from the loose tongued liquids.
Their fiery passion warms our stomachs.
Flushes our cheeks.
Biergartens of prayers answered.
Overflowing with their flattering head.
Miracles in metabolizing.
The sinful lifestyle of the lush.
Perhaps for escape.
Or was it entertainment?
The day was hard.
Elbow grease makes for tired souls.
Seeking their resolve in this worship.
Resting heavy heads on the pew along the bar.
The choir singing hymns on a jukebox.
For finally the day of rest has placed itself upon this bottle.

Chad 2013