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12:43 AM
"Hinnom, TX"
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This is beautiful, you should take a second and watch this.
"Not too long ago we posted about the deluxe edition of Bon Iver's self-titled sophomore effort, which includes short films for each of the album's ten songs. In anticipation of tomorrow's release of Bon Iver 2.0, TIME Magazine has posted one of those ten clips."
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3:56 PM
When I cannot look at your face
I look at your feet.
Your feet of arched bone,
your hard little feet.
I know that they support you,
and that your sweet weight
rises upon them.
Your waist and your breasts,
the doubled purple
of your nipples,
the sockets of your eyes
that have just flown away,
your wide fruit mouth,
your red tresses,
my little tower.
But I love your feet
only because they walked
upon the earth and upon
the wind and upon the waters,
until they found me.
Monday, November 28, 2011
Your Feet
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I look at your feet.
Your feet of arched bone,
your hard little feet.
I know that they support you,
and that your sweet weight
rises upon them.
Your waist and your breasts,
the doubled purple
of your nipples,
the sockets of your eyes
that have just flown away,
your wide fruit mouth,
your red tresses,
my little tower.
But I love your feet
only because they walked
upon the earth and upon
the wind and upon the waters,
until they found me.
Pablo Neruda
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2:32 PM
Eternally Lovesick.
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I don't think this is ever going to get easier. One moment we're all in love, then the next we're all crying. Are we crazy? Or lucky for feeling anything so much? It's hard to say, because when relationships, any relationship, causes you more pain than happiness, I'd say it's safe to say it's time to leave. But when are any bonds not a struggle? Giving of yourself, taking the best from others, learning how to compromise and communicate, some people don't ever figure out how to really do this. In any situation where you choose to love something, you leave yourself wide open for heartache. Those you give the power to make you happy, can always make you hurt. But I wouldn't trade one single second of giggling, awe, hurting, crying, or loving for a lifetime of silence.
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