oak flesh. My bedroom and my mind are messy as fuck.Tumblr (3.0; @wordfuck)http://wordfuck.tumblr.com/<img src="http://24.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_me4cs5ar1v1rbgz0bo1_500.png"/><br/><br/>http://wordfuck.tumblr.com/post/39989257521http://wordfuck.tumblr.com/post/39989257521Mon, 07 Jan 2013 23:24:05 -0500<img src="http://25.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_mbgnswF3SK1r9ehrmo1_500.png"/><br/><br/>http://wordfuck.tumblr.com/post/39675824800http://wordfuck.tumblr.com/post/39675824800Fri, 04 Jan 2013 14:55:13 -0500animal crossing<img src="http://24.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_mel8ktdfwW1qb5tu1o1_500.png"/><br/><br/><p><a class="tumblr_blog" href="http://kittenmeats.tumblr.com/post/37305615791/zert-1969-jaromil-jires">kittenmeats</a>:</p> <blockquote> <p><em>”Žert”</em> (1969) - Jaromil Jires</p> </blockquote>http://wordfuck.tumblr.com/post/39667275676http://wordfuck.tumblr.com/post/39667275676Fri, 04 Jan 2013 12:49:28 -0500ŽertJaromil Jires<img src="http://25.media.tumblr.com/175816b79ae73fb4e78bd0dda80996be/tumblr_mg2rlsBIHG1rts5lmo1_500.jpg"/><br/><br/>http://wordfuck.tumblr.com/post/39607978304http://wordfuck.tumblr.com/post/39607978304Thu, 03 Jan 2013 19:20:16 -0500misaki meianother<img src="http://25.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_mdelbnBLgp1qa0zbyo1_500.jpg"/><br/><br/>http://wordfuck.tumblr.com/post/39596169790http://wordfuck.tumblr.com/post/39596169790Thu, 03 Jan 2013 17:04:59 -0500<img src="http://25.media.tumblr.com/97a0265305e11dbae71abd9b8a02b709/tumblr_mfyw61yJl21s23qlbo1_500.jpg"/><br/><br/>http://wordfuck.tumblr.com/post/39595944838http://wordfuck.tumblr.com/post/39595944838Thu, 03 Jan 2013 17:02:25 -0500body image<p>Today, my boyfriend took me to the cemetery to meet his father who passed away almost seven years ago. It was a blatant act of collapsing the final wall between us as he tore away his stoic exterior and cried for everything he had pent up for so long: his dying mother, his misaligned younger sister, his fear for the future. He let me in on it all, and it&#8217;s now that I can surely say that he loves me with every fiber of his broken being. We held each other in the blistering cold, and even though I don&#8217;t believe in the sort of thing, I spoke to the corpse beneath my feet. I said:</p> <p><em>       &#8221;I&#8217;m sorry we never met. Your son speaks so highly of you. He tells me you would&#8217;ve adored me. And I want to believe him, but I guess I&#8217;ll never know for sure. He tells me you had the kindest eyes, and it must be true, because his eyes are the same way. Do you find it ironic that cemeteries are so peaceful? I mean, there&#8217;s dead bodies everywhere, and yet, it&#8217;s so serene. But I&#8217;m just being morbid&#8230; It was nice meeting you, sir. I&#8217;ll take good care of your son. I&#8217;ll make him happy. I promise.&#8221;</em></p> <p>We left flowers and bid farewell, and I felt hollow. What are you supposed to say to someone who at any moment is going to become an orphan? I told him everything is going to be okay. And he only cried harder. </p>http://wordfuck.tumblr.com/post/39595259102http://wordfuck.tumblr.com/post/39595259102Thu, 03 Jan 2013 16:54:41 -0500personaldeathramblings<img src="http://25.media.tumblr.com/9ba2e3d599dc028a6bc114b201b612fe/tumblr_mf3xvpv5Yw1qkjq6mo1_500.png"/><br/><br/>http://wordfuck.tumblr.com/post/39535352234http://wordfuck.tumblr.com/post/39535352234Wed, 02 Jan 2013 22:54:05 -0500“All these thousands of miles later, all these different people I’ve been, and it’s still the same story. Why is it you feel like a dope if you laugh alone, but that’s usually how you end up crying? How is it you can keep mutating and still be the same deadly virus?”<br/><br/> - <em><em>Invisible Monsters, </em>Chuck Palahniuk</em>http://wordfuck.tumblr.com/post/39392878146http://wordfuck.tumblr.com/post/39392878146Tue, 01 Jan 2013 13:03:42 -0500invisible monsterschuck palahniuk<img src="http://25.media.tumblr.com/cb30510d6f28aa34f2382dc8e4b082f9/tumblr_mfxbbyw4621ri3anwo1_500.jpg"/><br/><br/>http://wordfuck.tumblr.com/post/39392677878http://wordfuck.tumblr.com/post/39392677878Tue, 01 Jan 2013 13:00:53 -0500akurokukingdom heartsaxelroxas<img src="http://24.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_mc92clJ4cP1qdkv8eo1_500.jpg"/><br/><br/>http://wordfuck.tumblr.com/post/39392506173http://wordfuck.tumblr.com/post/39392506173Tue, 01 Jan 2013 12:58:23 -0500<p>I literally banged my way into the new year.</p>http://wordfuck.tumblr.com/post/39392323735http://wordfuck.tumblr.com/post/39392323735Tue, 01 Jan 2013 12:55:41 -0500personal<img src="http://25.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_m889ecT1Nc1qigk8fo1_500.jpg"/><br/><br/>http://wordfuck.tumblr.com/post/39392176507http://wordfuck.tumblr.com/post/39392176507Tue, 01 Jan 2013 12:53:33 -0500<img src="http://24.media.tumblr.com/9bf420c5e39226e61bc5430f3ab2ffdb/tumblr_mf9ephMVUB1qlv3ybo1_500.png"/><br/><br/>http://wordfuck.tumblr.com/post/39279759358http://wordfuck.tumblr.com/post/39279759358Sun, 30 Dec 2012 23:50:40 -0500<img src="http://25.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_mblchaC99K1qzzefko1_500.jpg"/><br/><br/>http://wordfuck.tumblr.com/post/39222212612http://wordfuck.tumblr.com/post/39222212612Sun, 30 Dec 2012 11:37:23 -0500<p>My toes are really fucking cold. It&#8217;s like my socks are keeping the cold in, rather than keeping it out. </p>http://wordfuck.tumblr.com/post/39222113072http://wordfuck.tumblr.com/post/39222113072Sun, 30 Dec 2012 11:35:44 -0500the struggle<img src="http://24.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_l28zjs6Wbc1qbufygo1_500.png"/><br/><br/>http://wordfuck.tumblr.com/post/39222029421http://wordfuck.tumblr.com/post/39222029421Sun, 30 Dec 2012 11:34:20 -0500perfect showsthat 70s show<img src="http://24.media.tumblr.com/3eee6683be158537cbe69b9ea5714098/tumblr_mew7bwFdWa1qegstlo1_500.png"/><br/> <br/><img src="http://25.media.tumblr.com/715e4fb3568a8728168c306300acb02e/tumblr_mew7bwFdWa1qegstlo2_500.png"/><br/> <br/>http://wordfuck.tumblr.com/post/39221473436http://wordfuck.tumblr.com/post/39221473436Sun, 30 Dec 2012 11:25:00 -0500yaoi<img src="http://24.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_m22jwcLmib1qd44iao1_500.jpg"/><br/><br/>http://wordfuck.tumblr.com/post/39220010126http://wordfuck.tumblr.com/post/39220010126Sun, 30 Dec 2012 10:59:14 -0500<p><p class="MsoNoSpacing">         <span>For winter break, my beautiful boy paid for me to go visit him halfway across the country, where the air is frigid and dry yet pleasant. We fall asleep curled up against each other for warmth, and awake the same way. When his room is basked in an orangey glow and my heavy eyelids open, I’ll find him staring back at me with his large, dark eyes, and he’ll say in a throaty baritone, “You were snoring. How cute.” And our limbs intertwine and we share a morning-mouth kiss and everything and everyone else in this world disappears.<br/></span>         <span>We take long drives to nowhere during the night, counting the stars on empty stretches of highway. We travel to the vacant beaches and wade out to the shoals to look for sand dollars, our toes long-since numbed by the cold seawater. We jump on his rickety trampoline out back, laughing like the small children we once embodied. And when the sun goes down, we hold hands and melt into each other, warm chests pressed together, fingernails raking at bare skin, gasping for oxygen, shuddering, giggling and blushing.</span></p> <p class="MsoNoSpacing"><span></span>         <span>I have to leave this paradise behind in a week and re-accustom myself to the reality I convinced myself was nonexistent. And I have to wonder if this paradise will be here for me when I get back. </span></p> <p class="MsoNoSpacing"><span></span>         <span>It is the type of bullshit romanticism that you don’t believe in until you experience it yourself.</span></p></p>http://wordfuck.tumblr.com/post/39219620774http://wordfuck.tumblr.com/post/39219620774Sun, 30 Dec 2012 10:52:00 -0500ramblingpersonal